Not Even In Death

February 10, 2010
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Do you have the slightest idea of what you're doing to me?
My mind's so f***ing shredded,
my heart so full of misery.

Of course, you know I Love You; as stuck as needles to a tree.
But I think what I love most of all
is the fact that You Love Me.

Love can easily bring sadness but just as easy, joy.
Do you want me for always and forever?
or am I just your temporary toy.

Love is like my weakness, its my gift and my curse.
I was born into this Godly Earth,
now time to send it in reverse.


My life flashes as I'm un-born again drifting gently to a dream
I'm pushing petals from a daisy,
chanting softly by a stream.

"She loves me, She loves me not." these are the words I say
wondering what she really feels inside
the sky darkens and turns grey.

That goddamn horse invades my dream, and turns it into its own kin
even in the after-life,
it seems, I never win.

I become a hated monster, shot down in the streets of glee.
The only thing I ask as I take my last breath...
tell me you love me.

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