Dying Slowly

by Ashley Sharmane   Dec 6, 2004


A tortured soul,
a broken heart,
a fragile mind,
all falling apart.
My tears are endless,
my eyes scream the truth,
i\'m dying slowly,
dying over you.
Not even my best friend,
could ever know,
how much it hurt to let you go.
I\'m scared to go out,
and see you with her,
only God knows how much i hurt.
I pray every night for this pain to end,
I pray that our love is not dead.
Without you my life is incomplete,
Without you i\'m dying,
dying slowly.

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