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All that heartache,
All that hurt.
It's those special people who make life count,
Those you can trust without a doubt,
The ones who cheer you up when you're feeling blue,
Those who make you smile whatever they do.
You think they'll always be around,
Always there to hear your sound,
You never imagine they'll soon be gone,
That something can break that special bond.
You don't realise it's importance until it's dead,
When all is done and all is said,
You don't appreciate it when it's there,
You'll never tell them how much you care.
In your life they were an important part,
But now leave a gaping hole in your heart,
You never told them how you love them so,
And now they're gone, they'll never know.
Why is it so hard to say good-bye?
There's too much heart-ache,
Too much hurt.