You Are Dead

March 17, 2009
By ryerye626 PLATINUM, Port Washington, Wisconsin
ryerye626 PLATINUM, Port Washington, Wisconsin
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Occasionally I hear your name.
When I hear it I'm filled with pain.

Why you went, I sometimes wonder.
Where you went, six feet under.

Your in my heart, your in my dreams.
Your in my cries, your in my screams.

You are here your in my head
it doesn't matter you are dead.


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