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by kel Aug 7, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Her hands cold and blue A smile frozen upon her lips, Her hair cascading to her hips But my love for her, will always be true Holding a white rose, Resting upon her chest Her hands around it closed, Dressed in all her best. As they close the coffin lid And lower her into the ground Tears run down my cheeks Falling without a sound. So into the hole I threw Two red roses, one for me and one for her And attached to theirs stems A note clearly read: I will not say Goodbye Cos, before you know it I’ll be with you soon Coming to spend eternity, With you, Forever and always I love you. *Remade* Please comment.