Memories
You live your life and then you die
Why when you die, people cry
They say you go to a place much better
But the memories, and love make your eyes much wetter
A time to mourn, a time for disbelief
A time of sorrow, a time for grief
You must pull together, you have to adjust
The lost of a love one just hurt so much
Your shattered hopes, your shattered dreams
Your shatteredheart makes shattered screams
Up to the sky from the pain inside
For someone you love may just have died
Copyright © Gary Pennamon | Year Posted 2006
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