15.
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I Don't Miss You
I can't cry away all the tears
I can't lie away all the fears
I have inside
all my sails are torn by the wind
the scars that you incise
will never go away
I don't miss you
I don't even love you
I want you to die in my arms
I'm a storm the air that you breath
learn to fly away
on the wings you wear inside
you see me dying down in the fields
the way over the bridge
a fire guides the way
and winds that let you soar
will blow away my flame
I don't miss you
I don't even love you
I want you to die in my arms
I don't miss you
I don't even love you
I wish you would die in my arms
I don't love you
I don't hear you
I won't cry for you
I don't miss you
(bkz: Vanden Plas)
