The Last One


I may be far away but I've never left you. How could I ? Youre my heart... you're my blood Im so sorry ...too much fighting we have done...hurt each other why? My heart burned, on fire stomach twisted ...barbwire. I couldn't stop myself ...That's true, I couldn't stop or just be done. Neither happy ...neither won. Why persist? why go on? leave each other behind, find some other one.

Because we are fused, dazed confused. Black and blue, heart heavy... bruised. yet we go on, so many years, so much love, so many tears.

Speak for myself you're the last, last man I'll love, locked up in the past. I would lay at your feet what I cannot possess, breaks my heart....I am now so much less.

I could never curse you with a woman so old, barren, grey...soon in the ground Ill lay cold. I'll take my last breath long before you take yours... miss you terribly, it hurts... when its time I go Youll not hear my voice just the cry of my soul.. Death isn't the end for us that's the truth..It was always time that failed us my love, I ran out of my youth.

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