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With her final breath, quietness now surrounds I'm unable to see, in my torrent of tears I've drowned This is the end, but how I wished it would continue Then the 'I'm sorry', 'why did you hurt me' I can say to you I'd inquire if you knew you could of changed things But with your final breath- silence is the only answer you bring I'd say 'you know what- I wish you could see me now' Would you have done things different, some way, some how But as I watch you breathe your final last breath My answers have now gone- as I embrace your death It's too late now, could I really have really been unkind That on your deathbed, the answers I want to find Would I feel guilty- should I let peace flow But I look in your eyes and your true emotion is on show There's so many things I wish I could have said But it's too late now, as you lie on your deathbed I hold your hand and think of the past Knowing this hour is now finally your last I'm sorry for the chance I let slip away As the hurt you caused me-in my heart will now stay
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