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Oct 2010
He says he loves her,

As he walks out the door.

He leaves her crying,

Lying upon the bedroom floor.

He don't know what's going on,

His brain keeps tick, tick, ticking like a bomb.

He knows he loves her,

But in his head he wonders,

Could there be more,

To these feelings he has for another?

As he thinks, he drives,

The pedal presses the floor,

Faster and faster, his car starts to roar,

He cranks the radio,

To drown her cries in his head,

Til death do us part,

That's what he said.

So faster and faster, and further he drives,

He's lost all reason to stay alive.

The woman he loves, loves him no more,

At least that's what she said, as he walked out the door.

He can't change the past, and he did do her wrong,

He just wants to go back, to where he belongs.

Back in her arms, where again he'll never be,

Thinking of this, he aims for a tree.

Til Death Do Us Part,

That's what he had said,

That was the last thought,

To go through his head.
Written by
Gonzo
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   Rosaline Moray
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