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Is it my turn to wish u were lying here.I tend to dream u when I'm not sleeping.

Is it my turn to fictionalize my world.Or even imagine ur emotions. Tell myself anything...

Is it my turn to hold u by ur hands.Tell u I love u and u nt hear me...

Is it my turn to totally understand.To watch u walk out of my life and not do a damn thing...

If I have to give away...The feeling that I feel.

If I have to sacrifice...Oh, dere is nothing to heal,

If I have to take apart...All dat I am...

 After I have done with, everything possible I can,

Oh, I apologize for all the mistakes I've done.

 Coz all that was no effect to anyone,

Is it again my turn to be the one to cry,

 And to bid adieu and say goodbye?

Isn't it amazing how some things completely turn,

 And at times all old memories tend to burn,

So take every little piece of my heart...

And, every little piece of my soul...

Yeah, take every little piece of my mind...

Cause if you're gone... there is nothing for me to bind....!!