last breath
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you didnt even see her pain
her tears
well they fell like the rain
she lives in fear
her feelings were like a hurricane
she knew her family would carry through
not caring for her death
With my love
I send my love
Plenty to strew
Plenty to reap
Placid hearts sough
As her last breath weeps
The clock is ticking
There is not much time left
To you I give my last breath
My life will not be spent in remorse
I may have gone and run the course
Whether in life or some other sport
Here we go, back to the start.
Hearing her voice echo through my heart.
Fall for something, and stand for nothing.
Though, we never knew that we were always standing.
