Heartache to follow..

by )|x. Ba.ilz__&// *F[r]iends* Ok.I.Have.No.Friends./ +   Sep 29, 2006


2 in the morning,
And the phone rings,
Already, before I answer,
I know the worst it brings,

My shaking hand,
Picks up the phone,
I answer it,
With a scared hello,

It was about my Papa,
My grandpa, my friend,
It was the saddest call ever,
Because it was his end,

My eyes fill with tears,
And my face turns red,
I cant stop crying,
My heart had bled,

I remember the times,
When I was only young,
I use to do his hair,
It was our thing, our fun,

My grandpa was the one,
Who taught me everything in life,
He taught me to respect and to love,
And to hang to there in the strife,

Him and my grandma,
Showed me true love,
They were both each others angels,
Sent from above,

What was I meant to say to her,
To make everything alright,
That was her soul mate,
The one she held tight,

So I just cried with her,
And told her that it was ok,
But I couldnt convince her,
To live another day.

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