Late husband inexorably hangs on.
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I'm in the middle of the night sitting alone at the window
The moon at night especially.
Tonight you and there behind me.
Said with tears you lonely
In fact I had no feeling for you
Since inexorably hangs on. farce staged
Like a stick in the heel of confetti
You followed me no matter where
I eat you sit opposite
I watch TV read your ear pieces
The memory of you haunt me in my dreams
But when I looked in the mirror presents
Watching strange face
Overlapping you overlap with former
Perhaps the fantasy blur the boundaries
I never let you go
Keep a nightmare created the night
In fact, as early as in a long time ago
You and I would go to a different world
But it was so cool to leave
You are to me
Or is this memory.
Or I have to crash
"Teacher, please be sure to come to help me out"
But when I turned to look at the mirror presents
So pale face