As I watch over your lonely grave
I remember that tragic day
the day you died
Your pierced heart that was shot
bleeding to the ground
A heartache poured into me
The pain of looking at your
fatal demise drove me to my knees
I sat there with you in my arms
crying, yelling for help
but no one was there to hear me
calling out for them
My eyes grew into dark clouds of sorrow
My tears grew more and more like a storm
My heart was trembling like thunder
It was so hard to let you go
You faded away like a
cloud of dust in my arms
Broken like shattered glass
you died a tragic death.


 
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