The good old days were long gone - And her body had grown brittle - As she fell asleep, not one to fight - She said goodbye, like every night - The good old days were long gone - And now her voice is but a ripple - As I dress her pretty, to break the news - Oh bittersweet beauty, my life's muse | The good old days were long gone - And her body had grown brittle - As she fell asleep, not one to fight - She said goodbye, like every night - The good old days were long gone - And now her voice is but a ripple - As I dress her pretty, to break the news - Oh bittersweet beauty, my life's muse | ;
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