Drunken
Roses are red violets are blue
I still think about the day that car hit you
The guy was young, the guy I hated
Was in fact extremely faded
When I saw you fall everything stopped
Especially the sound of my heart beat drop
I remember the moment you smiled
I remember the moment we talked
I remember the moment we kissed
I remember the moment we both hugged
I remember the moment you said “I do”
I remember you in my lap and the last breath you took
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