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two days and a month

Two days and a month that you’ve been gone,
And since then my world has been so wrong.
You have been there through the times that I cry,
I cannot bring myself to say good-bye.

If I could only see your promising face,
Even though you are in a better place.
No matter how bad I want you back,
I could never live with that.

Please don’t forget me I’ll be coming soon,
It will be today in the blooming noon.
I hold up my gun and close my eyes,
My last prayer saying “please don’t make me cry”.

That sleek black gun is ice cold in my hand,
This will be the last time my feet will touch land.
This should be the moment I change my mind,
But I can’t do that and my teeth start to grind.

With determination I take one last breath,
I pull that trigger and plummet to my death.
I finally get to see you again,
I have missed you so much my love and friend.





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