My story is a tragedyBe prepared to cryThey say time heals allBut that is a
lieI searched my whole lifeAnd I finally foundThe one meant for meLove and
joy did aboundHow quickly that changedOne ill-fated dayDeath claimed my
loveDeath stole him awayMaddened by griefConsumed by my sorrowhe was my
futureNow I have no tomorrowI stare at he’s pictureI long for he’s touchI
can still smell he’sI miss he’s so muchI pick up my gunAnd contemplate
deathWhat use in livingWhen I feel so bereftBut life is a giftAnd I
haven't the rightSo I put down my gunAnd weep through each nightI mourn
for him daily
 
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