Gone

I lay in my bed

A tear crawls down my cheek

soon they they turn to rainfall

water in a creek.


I stare at his dying body

how could this be?

Till death do us part

and death really stings


I could have never imagined a life with him

And here he is. Dead

And here he is laying

laying on his death bed.


I wish there was an option.

I watch his blood spill

The love of my life,

the very one i killed

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