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A Secret To Remember
Forever I'll remember you,
Humble your eyes so quaint so blue,
I will forever sit at my window so very true,
Still many memories I have not drew,
I feel so oddly brave,
Still I feel my chest begin to cave,
Even myself im sorry i can not save,
And forever my future will hold a dirt grave,
This promise is not a trick,
And deaths tears soon I must lick,
My final coffin appearence so very slick,
And a story of my death so epic,
They all will not remember,
My death on that cold December,
And a secret so planed and loved so tender,
Is this note you promise to lend her,
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Ben Sparaco
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