Young Miscarriage of Justice
A secret life
A forgot memory
Everyone moved on
But me.
Live on, live on
My secret one
I'm sorry your life
Had barely begun
I'll die with this love
In my heart
Please don't forget it
It's all for you
Because every day you've been dead
I'll die too
Your still there someplace
One day I will come back for you
I'll find you
And I'll take you home
The thought of you still lingers there
No amount of sorry will change that
I left you all alone
But I will find you
When I find myself.
Copyright © Natasha Jordan | Year Posted 2009
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