By Gaurav Parab
Let me write this one last time
Now that you have become a first
Left me to die, after I was nursed
Goodbye, dear
Maybe incompleteness is better
When the sum of us two
Was a child that outgrew
Goodbye, dear
I did not love you, no
I was right besides you, yes
The last gambit, in a game of chess
Goodbye, dear
I will remain a face in the crowd
As they blur in your mind
You were the last of a kind
Goodbye, dear
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