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To Die At the Beach With the Roses

Gentle night Hold me tight Feelings grow I’m all alone. Starless skies Meet my cries In the dark We lost our spark let me go I want to know. How you feel . What went wrong? It’s like reality put into a song. Why don’t you look at me? Why don’t you care? Why do I see my heart broken lying there Why didn't you pick it up Why didn't you see Through all your troubles good or bad there was always me. Berry me under the roses mum that looks over the sea. I want to be at peace mum and at peace you will let me be. Visit me every day mum lay your flowers down. Tell me all your troubles mum. Troubles from day to dawn. Tell my sister how much I love her and give her everything. For I will be up there mum were the roses look over the sea.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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