Needing You
Thriving for you because I am blue
You left me here now I feel a tear
My death bed awaits as I debate
My blood falls I hear your call
but your to late so please don't hate
My death bed was there so now I tear
open the door and hell showed me more
but now i'm gone so carry on
i'm somewhere else why couldn't I have dealt
with you gone but now I've been washed away
into my own tortured song
Copyright © Bethany Kincaid | Year Posted 2006
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