Will you think of me when I’m gone

You’ve inspired me
to do what I do
As I lay to think,
still confused, I sit up to get my thoughts straight
I realized that I need composure to get my mind right
I mean to get my mind right where it needs to be thinking of you
I’ll be alone
I’ll be left alone by you
The patience it takes to get it perfect
is no longer an option available to me
When I’m alone…you’ll think of me
and your thoughts will call me to come hither in your dreams
Noone’s to blame for my obligated sorrow
I should’ve never given my promise to you
from the beginning, if I wasn’t going to be the one to deliver in the end
Will you think of me when I’m gone?


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