Many years have gone; I still do remain. My life has gone; My corpse does remain. Time has really flown; Since youβve been gone. My mind really blown; My skeleton does walk on. A lot of water has flown; Under the bridge of strife. Time has made me a clown; Thatβs now my life. Mocked and scorned by all; Can true love bring about such a fall?
Copyright of Suri Ben noah. Created on 17th March, 2010