What would happen if I were to die?
Would you miss me?
Or would you let me go?
Let me fade away,
And let me disappear from you life.
Never to return until you granted it so.
Never did you speak of me,
Always afraid of having to fight the battle,
Of who to forgive and who to forget.
Never did you think of me, or of what it would be like,
To be with me again and not have to fight.
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