I was not going to do it; I promised I would not,
But times have changed, my darling girl, and now I must depart.
I might return sometime too soon, your hand I swear to hold,
But at the moment sweetie pie, I shall let things unfold.
I wish I could look you in the eyes and pull you to my chest,
This is harder than anything I ever had to face.
But things have changed, they’re rotten now, for me and you, you know
So please forgive me, darling girl I never thought I’d stoop this low.
Forgive me, I should go.
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