January 13, 2011
The days they come in tragic rows,
everyday I think of you and god knows,
all the days I drown with tears,
the days I cant confront my fears,
im too scared to finally think,
because I know what its going to be,
you are dead,
and I am gone,
wish i was there with you,
but I cant leave like you did,
six feet under sounds pretty good,
but then again im a restless soul,
I know your up there watching me,
but could you close you eyes and try to sleep,
quit watching me,
theres nothing you can do,
you made your choice,
theres nothing I can do,
cant protect me wherever you went,
so goodbye,
maybe ill see you again.

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