By the Millions

There's a million things I wish I said
But it's too late now
You're already dead
There's a million places I wish we went to 
But it's too late now
There's nothing I can do
I should've said you're the world to me
But it's too late now
There's nothing left to see
I've walked a million miles since your grave 
and I tell myself
There's nothing left to save
I've seen a million people since you've left
and I tell myself
You're Death's greatest theft
There is no more reason to live
because now
I have nothing left to give
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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