I was stunned to hear you
got hit by that bus,
until I heard about what
you had done.
This pain in me can go away,
because you actually are in my way,
I really did not want you to stay,
I just wanted you to go.
This pain could turn into anger,
but now its personal,
I see what you did to me,
and I'll be waiting for your casket today.
You thought that you could get away,
I know now of a way,
to get you back before you decay,
see I got away from you and for this.
All can't stop the cold that sweeps over you,
The chill that freezes you.
Is it a hooded skeleton sneaking around, reaping souls whos backs are turned.
Love is like death when something bad happens.
Love gets hot.
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