Friday, December 30, 2011

Thinking of You


Death stole my only love
It didn't let me say goodbye
So in this world that killed you
I sit alone and cry
A pointless event, that often does occur
It stole my only love
I say for death there is no cure
Your big brown eyes I still so often see
But now you're gone and all that's left is me

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