As I Sit Here
As i sit here
all I hear is the sound of the rain
reminding me of all the times you made me cry.
As i sit here
all I smell is the sweet scent ofyou cologne
and it reminds me that even the good doesn't lasts long.
As I sit here
all I feel is the cold
and it reminds me that everything dies.
And as i sit here
all I see is that beautiful little girl
reminding me that somethings are worth the pain.
all I hear is the sound of the rain
reminding me of all the times you made me cry.
As i sit here
all I smell is the sweet scent ofyou cologne
and it reminds me that even the good doesn't lasts long.
As I sit here
all I feel is the cold
and it reminds me that everything dies.
And as i sit here
all I see is that beautiful little girl
reminding me that somethings are worth the pain.
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