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by laura Aug 7, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I loved you more then you thought You left but it was still there Then came the funeral And I finally let go I went home, clutching the knife in my hand Tears wet the side of my face, Crying from the pain you caused The pain I will erase soon enough I had it all planned out The note, the reason, a gift for all to see I laid in my bed, my hands shaking The tears falling through the sheets I set the note on my nightstand Laid my head back and called out your name Whispering to the silence around me My last breath, quick and shallow As I plunged the knife into my stomach I saw your face It was weeping yet pleased Lightning quick, you where gone and I was gone with you