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What Really Matters

She cried He died Many regrets Growing debts Nothing really mattered Threw his ashes off a building, watched as they scattered She'd felt so guilty So wretched and filthy Always denying herself of blame Her heart dead, its blown out flame All she ever wanted Now, the rest of her life to be haunted Why's everyone so cruel The blood she drowns in, it's her own pool The memory of him will always linger His last words quite literally did sting her So truly empty, honestly hollow Left alone with no one around to follow It never happened at all No scapegoat to take the fall Now she dies No one knows, cares, or cries Along go long kept secrets Simply carried away in two seperate caskets As they were lowered into the ground, you couldn't help but flinch as they clanked & clattered The story ends with no one left flattered

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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