Pathetic is my life as I sit alone and cry I ask myself how could this happen, why'd you have to die? I lay around the house and pray you'll come back to me long hours spent just thinking of what used to be. I just can't accept the fact that you're gone. I stare out the window thinking from dusk till dawn. Memories fill the house thoughts of you in my head "I bet they'll never go away" I think to myself in bed. I remember all the good days and also a few of the bad. I never knew how good a life the both of us once had. So as I start to fade away to a far place beyond this land, I pray to God before the night that He will take my hand.
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