You make me do things
Without a thought
You allow me to listen
To what is false
Everything you do
I get the blame
You took a light
That will never shine the same
Every night
You lay by my side
Telling me
When will we die
Asking me
Are we going to be alright
Day by day
As I count our last days
Sooner and Sooner
The day will lay
As our breathe shortens
As our eyes shut
And our soul fades
Our time will come
When it call our names
Death will be our only
Friend
About the Creator
Pinkkkblade
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