Our Last Path
Walking down our straight narrow path
Hand in hand
We enjoy our last seconds
With no pressure no demand
Our path's have always been dark
We have both left our mark
On the worlds pains and desires
We both made mistakes
Our sentence; To burn in hells fires
Both we do not wish goodbye
And we ask please don't cry
You never saw our pain on the outside
You could only see it in our eyes
We are not leaving to run off and hide
We are leaving to live, to fulfill our suicide
Staring deep at each others eyes
We know that this will be the last time our hearts die
This is our last and final decision
We are at the end of our path, where we first met
That's something i hope we will never regret
Let's take our last kiss;
This cruel world we will never miss
As a dying flower let's take our last breath
To once again meet
In our love and our death
Beside each other do we lay
Hand in hand
Beneath the ground
To lovers is what we will stay
With love as our tombs sound
Copyright © Alora Jenkins | Year Posted 2005
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