Was that truly the last that
I’d see of you?
Was your last smile
That smile that I forgot?
/
Was your last word that one
I can’t remember?
Was your last gift to me
That something that I lost?
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Is this a joke, this box
In which they put you?
Is your heart
Teasing me? It doesn’t beat!
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This has to be a dream,
With dreamers mourning,
Saying good-bye…
You never said good-bye to me!
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Please, wake me up! I do not
Want to dream this!
All that I see here
Looks like empty shells and toys
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You must come back – I live
To see you smiling,
You must because
I breathe to hear you voice
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You won’t. I’ve seen the last of me
This morning:
Laughed my last laugh,
Said all I’ll ever have to say
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I cannot go with you, it’s not
My time yet;
Good I don’t have to
Stay alive – all I can do is stay