Somebody died tonight,
Beside the love of his life.
As she is covered in blanket,
In a peaceful slumber.
He is wide awake looking at the ceiling,
Lying like an unknown being.
She wakes up the next morning,
Without noticing...
Not even a single glance to
A man who has feelings...
He is still dying tomorrow night.
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 10:10 AM UTC
Somebody died tonight,
Beside the love of his life.
As she is covered in blanket,
In a peaceful slumber.
He is wide awake looking at the ceiling,
Lying like an unknown being.
She wakes up the next morning,
Without noticing...
Not even a single glance to
A man who has feelings...
He is still dying tomorrow night.
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