I feel myself fading away
Growing dimmer day by day
To you I’m not even a memory
Just a bit of dark history
Your feelings for me couldn’t last
I’m the thing best left in the past
Sweeter things have come your way
Seems I wasn’t meant to stay
Not in your head, nor in your heart
Far too soon I had to depart
Now comes the part I truly fear
When you forget me
And I disappear
As your worth is questioned your sense of being diminishes too.
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Very true…
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