My Dying Love
In sad memory of the dead
With nothing more that could be said
At the edge of town as the sun went down
I put a bullet in my head
How could I've known what lied in store
My life shattered forever more
Out near Puget Sound where my true love drowned
Her body washed up on the shore
She was an angel sent to Earth
Filled with joy and infectious mirth
A miracle found and parental bound
Four months away from giving birth
With nothing left of me to save
My soul ever her dying slave
In the cold dark ground where no love's around
Lies my heart in a shallow grave
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2024
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