This is not a lyric for a song, just a poem I came up with.
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What will it be
When I am gone in a song
I won't hear your tears
But they will be long.
After I've gone
The trees will still grow.
The sun will still shine
And that you should know.
It's not me but you,
Who'll mourn my demise
And for that I have sorrow
For Hell has no fries.
Just beer after beer
But you will not know
That it's hot down the pit
But I'll enjoy it.
So don't waste your tears
Just save all the pain
And keep it inside
I'll see you again.
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