I can feel the time approaching
Memories of you encroaching
Into everything I do
It's that time to think of you
Maybe this time will be the last
Perhaps now I can exorcise the past
I don't ever want to forget
I want guilt not to be a threat
Bitter sweet countdown has started
Can I finally tell how we parted?
Will I no longer be so sad
When I recall your passing dad?
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