Death, on my finger tips

by Julie   Nov 19, 2007


I hold on to your last breath,
The kiss before you died.
The way your body quivered,
Just as i said goodbye.

At first I was glad you were gone,
Because you lied to me.
But i realized,
With you is where i want to be.

I cried for days and months,
In agony and pain.
Where ever i go,
I can always hear your name.

I cant live without,
The way you kissed my lips.
I'll release myself,
Death, on my finger tips.

I forgot about what you did,
and what you said to me.
Now i live in peace,
And i Finaly feel free.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Courtney Lynn

    Truly amazing, brought tears to my eyes.