Goodbye
Now it is time
To take out that black dress
Don't mourn anymore
It's time I confess
My time living was nice
My time dying was not
But I think you should know
Just how hard that I fought
All this time I was scared
Of how you would react
Knowing how much it hurt
Not a lie, just a fact
I want you to know
Just what I heard
And what I would tell you:
Love is just a four letter word
Copyright © Kuhu Tri | Year Posted 2015
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