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Jabbing at the tattered page, frustrated at my lot

How the camaraderie once was tight

but now the beauty is forgot

and I assess my plight

Whoa, I assess my plight

 

Hissing at the circumstance, calculating loss

Of fragile poesies that would fade

as blotch of ink swept across

the memories we made

Aye, the memories we made

 

Sighing at dashing hopes, duty now has won

Obliged that we must sever ties

in homage to the beloved one

And I muffle my cries

Yea, I muffle my cries

Arioso

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