“Little Talks”

You’re gone, gone, gone away
I watched you disappear
All that’s left is a ghost of you
Now we’re torn, torn, torn apart,
there’s nothing we can do,
Just let me go, we’ll meet again soon

I know you’re somewhere up there Padaday. And I hope you are happy.

Will see you again one day. And when we do, let’s have those little talks again.

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Author: ellobofilipino

Admit it, my last name's quite difficult to pronounce. It's read as kee-ling-ging.

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