You call my name
in the throes of passion
could it be you have learned
It's me you want?
You lay bare your soul
For me to see the emptiness
You want that bond
That only seems to exist round me
In the hour that you take
Your final and last breath
You call for me and I am gone.
Find me in the wilderness
As I walk around the earth
Haunt our favorite hangouts
You might find me sitting
Under our tree waiting
or in the middle of the bridge
watching life pass round me
And through me.
Life goes on.
Walk with me in the afterlife
like you never did alive
May death Lower your inhibition
once you conquer death
There is nothing more to fear
So love me more than you thought
and honor my memory.
Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 1:43 AM UTC
You call my name
in the throes of passion
could it be you have learned
It's me you want?
You lay bare your soul
For me to see the emptiness
You want that bond
That only seems to exist round me
In the hour that you take
Your final and last breath
You call for me and I am gone.
Find me in the wilderness
As I walk around the earth
Haunt our favorite hangouts
You might find me sitting
Under our tree waiting
or in the middle of the bridge
watching life pass round me
And through me.
Life goes on.
Walk with me in the afterlife
like you never did alive
May death Lower your inhibition
once you conquer death
There is nothing more to fear
So love me more than you thought
and honor my memory.
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