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by XSugarSexSuicideX Mar 9, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Before I met you, I had no fear of death, I thought I understood it. Before I held you, I didn't care about letting go, And "Rest in Peace" Meant "Go die in whatever way seems Best to you." Now that I know you, Death scares me, I can't stand the thought of you Being alone. Now that I love you, I fear death, And I mourn for the ones Who have passed. Now that I have kissed you, I do not understand death, Perhaps I never have, Never will. Before I met you, I had no fear of death, Now that I love you, I am so afraid to leave.