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Oh Death, Say Goodbye to Love

I saw you in your pretty white dress,
and I watched you throw out your bouquet.
I watched you drive off with nothing to say.
Now I think about you all damn day.

I am alone in my lonely bed.
With silly dreams replaying in my head.
And there’s a river where we used to swim around in,
And at the bottom you’ll see all my love for you.
It doesn’t float cause it’s all dead.

This never was what you intended it to be.
Cause you made up little lies and then pulled them apart,
Again and again in front me.
I think something dark’s living deep down in my heart.

We spoke about the future,
the family of our lives.
All the ways we would live and survive.
Then your mood changed to cold selfishness.
And nothing was ever the same your helpless.

We spoke about the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
All the songs that we Loved the most.
Then it all turned to this bitter sweet hate.
This is not your work, it’s not your fate.

I think I am losing my grip on things.
I have God to speak to,
and everyone just turns there heads.
My knee’s are buckling,
All I can picture is your voice when you sing.
I can only run but so far from your dark face.
Anything I become is all a waste.

I was stabbed in the heart.
I’m falling to my knee’s,
I’m falling apart.

Please take me to a doctor!
Get me to a nurse!
I can’t stop the bleeding,
It just keeps getting worse.
And if I happen to die to young;
I can forgive you for stealing my Love,
and killing my fun.

You already dug my grave,
and gave me away.
Will you carry my box to it’s proper place,
Lower me in and just fade away?
I hope you can do this for me!
I think that this is it for me.
So I’ll bend my knee’s and I’ll bow my head.
So I’ll pray to God for you to have happiness again!
And I am going to forget everything you have said.
This is your future filled with lies inside, And THE END will be all mine!

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Unknown said…
I look back from when I wrote this and I feel that it fits perfectly of what I was feeling at the time.
August 14, 2010 at 9:31 PM
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