A dance of death and betrayal breaks faith, My own tears are spilled too much to be safe.
Battered and broken I bathe in my grief, Tears are falling over shattered belief.
They told me you would survive the night, They said that it couldn't be such a hard fight.
The last words you told me still ring in my ears, And sometimes your face still reappears.
Crushed and ruined I lie but for now, I will try not to cry and recover somehow.
I was told you tried to apologize; I forgive you, on this day that you died.
Shadow-of-Lothario · Sat Sep 26, 2009 @ 08:59am · 0 Comments |