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I'M Sorry

I’m Sorry The letter’s that he wrote her Are in the closet down the hall Every now and then, when she gets lonely She takes them out, when her world seems small She reads all of the “I love yous” And that he misses her so much Even though it doesn't feel the same She can’t help but remember his touch She feels him in her heart, although it is broken With him gone, her world is empty People stop by and offer thoughts and feelings All she hears is the pity and underlying sympathy She still can’t bear to drive his car The memories of that night are still very clear I’m sorry, I’m so, so, sorry was all she could say She didn't think it would matter, it was only one beer Now he rests in peace And she struggles with her pain If she could take it all back She would not have herself to blame She drinks now more than ever And wishes she could forget his face She has even tried taking her own life However, knows that her hell is in this place She cries herself to sleep at night Hiding her tears in the pillow crack There is nowhere for her to go She wants to take it all back Back to where they were once together Holding on to each other for life That night that she took his away Was the night he made her his wife. DON’T DRINK AND DRIVE-LIFE IS PRECIOUS 07-22-10

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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