By our side

The dieing body,with the flying soul.
The holes in your heart,along with the scars on the bars of your abandoned body.

Take my hand and our dieing bodies shall not die alone.
The tone of evil in our ears, but we shall over come. the hum of cry we look by on our way to sneaking death.

The sreaking abuse we may receive is nothing but the past.
As long as you have me and I have you.
By our sides we may die...

i wrote this 4 my friend Savanna if you vote and comment we will do the same 4 you.