Kuhn
The cemetery is like the last page of the book
It comes to fast and leaves dispair
It raises hair and tears you apart
I hope you know I loved you,
With all my heart
It tore me apart
And took half my heart
I loved you with a smile
Little did I know I wouldn´t see you for a while
Your first pages were brave
Your last pages came like an unexpected wave
Then before we know it you were lowered in your grave
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