I write to you
But never get a reply
I ache for you
But never have relief
I call
But you won't
Get on the phone
I know
This is my punishment
For the wrongs
I've done you
And I deserve much
Much worse
Before this is through
I see you
Inside the
Government hell
I get one hour
To make memories
Good enough
To last a lifetime
One hour
That ends much to fast
And he pulls you
Away from me
Reaching for me
Crying for me
I can't put you through that
Not anymore
Watching you reach for me
While he drags you away
Isn't a memory
I want you to have of me
You're both
The only good
I've ever had
In this lifetime
And I swear
On everything I am
Before it's over
Things
Are going
To change
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