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Love After Death

Well and I sit here waiting for face book to come back up I can't help but to think of a certain love...seems like yesterday well I was the symphony and you were the play but like all plays it played out and I cried my heart out and I've cried and cried, banging my head against the wall try to understand why, why you had to die... Our love was the kinda love some people only dream of, I guess I was lucky to have you in my life even if it was only for a very short time well never mind the rain I know I will come out on the other side of sunshine with nothing but fond memories of you... That's what they say but they’re not going through this world without you, they never knew you so they never had to get over you...they say oh everything's gonna be ok but what do they know of the misery I live with everyday oh I wish they'd just leave me alone and let me mourn you in my own way... I can still see your blue green eyes like sunshine shining down over the sea, I can still feel your touch that used to set me on fire, burning flames of desire oh and I can still smell you like a midnight phantom rose from this Oceanside gazebo... well never mind the rain I know will come out on the other side of sunshine and with nothing but fond memories of you they tell me and they say don't cry everything's gonna be ok I wish they'd just leave me alone and let me mourn you in my own way. You haven't been dead that long anyways!

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