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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