I forgot to feed myself,
pills to cure my failing health
are nothing but a cross
I have to bear.
I died when I was 17,
but won’t get buried till I’m 83,
alone in my gallery.
I’ll be picking out your dress,
pink or navy blue
are the colors you wear best.
I’ll forever my hold peace,
the man that you wear white for
is the man I’ll never be.
I loved her first,
I was her whole world.
But I moved too slow for her,
Now I’m the last in her mind,
the last time that I said “I love you”
was when we said goodbye.
I forgot to move my arms,
when the knife had made its mark.
I lost a nerve, began to curse
the God that made my heart.
I died when I was 17,
won’t get buried till I’m 83,
I wish that you could come with me.
I’ll be picking out your dress,
pink or navy blue
are the colors you wear best.
I’ll forever my hold peace,
the man that you wear white for
is the man I’ll never be.
She burns brighter than the sun,
definition of “the one.”
And when you read her name,
I swear to God, you’ll fall in love.
Her presence is a pleasure,
it’s a blessing to have met her.
She’s the only one I’ll believe
when they tell me it gets better
She burns brighter than the sun,
definition of “the one.”
And I can use her name
as a substitute for “love”.
I can’t say goodbye,
you’ll always be alive,
I put you in the words and all the pages that I write.
I hope you do not mind,
please say that you don’t mind.
The muse to all my writings,
for you, I’ll never die.
I hope you do not mind,
please say that you don’t mind.
The muse to all my writings,
the story of my life.
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