What's Left Of Me
There's not much left of me you see,
since you stole my heart, then set me free,
but I'm not without you completely,
I'll show you what is left of me...
I have memories of us that still make me cry,
memories I'll keep with me till I die,
there's not much left as you can see,
but you can have what's left of me...
I still have your bracelet that sits on my wrist,
some warm, wet kisses that I surely miss,
there's not much left as you can see,
but you can have what's left of me...
The amethyst and rose that still hang from my neck,
and a couple of nights that I'll never regret,
there's not much left as you can see,
but you can have what's left of me...
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