Pain In Each Teardrop

Your face is engraved in my wounded heart
Praying and hailing that we’ll never part
But everything is just a lie
All those words except goodbye

My life is shattered, it’s the 5th repeat
My bloodless incision is 6ft. deep
Swollen eyes, dried up tears
What else should I get now that death is near?

Sorrow lasts through my fake life
Our last sweet kiss made me alive
Lying is a sin but it’s all I know
It made me complete; along with the kiss and the sweet sorrow.


[originally composed:September 23, 08]

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