The Casualty of Love and Life

Yesterday was so long ago
In the past I've always been an *******
Should have lived my life differently
Now it's just to late
Should I be dead?
When is the end?
Living now with with these dripping tears
I'm empty here without you
All alone I spend my days
Rolling my head and cracking my neck
With no one, I talk to myself
They won't even try to listen anymore
They only pretend if they want something
Will never be the same again
Living without you

Till it's my last day alive
I thought it already happened 
I'll never know why
I'm a casualty of love and life
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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