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The Death of Love There comes a point when Dependence dies..
When the world crumbles... When the phone doesnt ring. There comes a Time when your soul shrivels... and your heart explodes with sorrow. When forgivness is far away... and Honesty doesnt matter anymore. There comes a day when you stop living inside And again you walk among the dead... Because you are dead,... Thats all youve ever been. Sometimes you just have a good day or two. There comes that moment,.. when you realize you will never have what you want No matter how hard you try. When what you need doesnt need you. When what you love........ doesnt. There comes a time when the letters stop filling your mailbox... When there is no more email to read... When your feelings get shoved aside. All you want to do is love.... but you cant. because your not allowed... Instead you watch someone else get what you want...what was once yours Your empty... your drained... your alone..... alone.... You want to die,.. but that wouldnt help Theres a price for love... and your wallet would never have the green to pay it. There is a price for despair... I am the richest man in the world. Sorrow and pain are free... and I am greedy I cant seem to get enough... Of course, I am force fed... and always have been. forever more. there comes an instant... when the fire scalds you.. and makes you new. makes you clean. makes you change... but all in all your still alone. your still yourself. Theres nothing you can do or say to ever make it how it was... No matter how bad it kills you. And now... I wait. In the darkness of others... In the shadows of pain.... alone.. So shall I be. Cold and restless I wait.... Broken... and bleeding. Release. I will wait,... till the end of my days I will wait. But I will wait for nothing... because I will never have it again. i shall never be able to have taste of that which I destroyed... nothing but darkness fills my mouth... my sun has been plucked from the sky... My soul has turned to dust.. Personal Freedom is only the sweet revenge of a lost true Love... In love... so shall it be... forever. -Bob McCoy |
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