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Goodbye, My Love -Part I

I want to right, all the wrongs that make u cry, I want to fight for u against the racing time I don't want to lose, not until I try And I know u won't give up too, not without one hell of a fight. Just when we had reached a point of no return, He made us stop and made u turn, You were all I had, my most prized possession, But He decided u die...oh His one decision Oh my Lord, your one decision, Has changed the very course of my life Without her by my side, how do You expect me to survive. Without her such radiant smile, how do You expect me to feel alive. She loves me so much and doesn't want me to hurt So she's not letting go, battling her illness bcoz she knows That it would leave me stranded here, wallowing in pain Slowly and surely her death would drive me insane And it makes her resolve, to be brave and soldier on, Fight her death and meet every blow head on But the end is near and she smiles and takes my hand She says a silent prayer for the suffering she's about to gift her man And now I look down at her, her flawless face, And think of how much more pain she's willing to take I think of our lives then, so full of happiness And I think of our lives now, so filled with turbulence And I wonder how much inner strength she must have, To have endured all the severe pain that she has I just want her now to be free, Since she's only hanging on bcoz she's afraid what what might become of me And in her eyes I see such helplessness, Maybe down the road, she can see the darkness And she looks at me now, Her teary eyes beg for my forgiveness For she knows she's leaving me now Her strength is now wearing her down I can hear her silently crying, and even though she's trying, In her heart, she knows she's dying.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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