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He leaves me

He left me with just saying goodbye,
I wish he didn't. I was in love with him.
I wanted him to show me who I am,
but after he left I found out.
He left me with a letter.
He told me that I untangel stuff to much.
If I let go of this letter,
I don't think I could be untouched.
He left me with saying he loves me,
Oh how I wish that wasn't a lie.
He moves across the country,
across my heart,
Where all the pain lies.
He left me with a rose,
The rose that I will always keep alive...
He keeps coming into my dreams,
where He is still alive.
I cry at night,
waiting for the man I fell in love with to return by my side.
I wait and wait and wait...for a new love to come and take my breath away.
He left me with a kiss on my lips,
One that I will never forget,
The others, Oh there were too many to remember.
I remember when He took the girl out of me, and brought a real woman to life.
He left me with child in my hands,
The little boy that I love.
I still wake up during the night crying,
All that boy wants is for me to buy him new clothes and toys.
He left me with a new life,
that is going to be a big adventure for me...
i never got to say good bye
or even to say i love you once more again.
He left me...He left me to die

Roses
Roses around me room, I'm waiting to die.
How can life be so hard, easy other times?
Maybe if I close my eyes and click my shoes,
I will be with you once again.

If I could ever let go of you,
It would because of you.
If you love me still, come back to me.
I miss you, need you now.

I remember the first day we've met.
i was playing soccer, you called at my friends.
We hooked up, a blind date, can't wait to meet.
Heart beaitng so fast, took my breath away.


If I could ever let go of you,
It would because of you.
If you love me still, come back to me.
I miss you, need you now.

You taught me what love relaly means.
We've so much, I hurt you so much.
I wish we could go back to the beginning.
I can't let go from our love.

If I let go of you
i twould because of you *so because of u*
if yous till love me, which isn't ever going to be true.
i need you
i love you.
i miss you.

this is what is left of me
The snow comes off my face lightly,
Freezing the skin that I have left on my body.
Moving away from the hurricane’s power,
Standing still now,
Away from the Sun.
The light burns on my back,
Goes through the aching skin,
Pushing the bones to go through.
Leaving on the pain and blood on the ground.
This is what is left of me.

The snow pours down on my from the trees,
Drowning me under the ice.
Trying to achieve success for once to get out of this mess.
It leaves me struggling.
All alone.
I crawl up from the snow,
Freezing, the temperature is getting lower and lower.
I can’t give my hopes up now.
This is what is left of me.

The snow melts away as Spring comes.
Flowers bloom, the air smells different.
Saying he loves me,
Oh no, he loves me not.
Why must I defend myself against you in the rain?
The rain pours down on me,
Leaving me to drown into the angel’s tears.
I fall down, I can’t get back up.
This is what is left of me.

The rain keeps pounding on top of my house,
My window is wide open,
So I can drown into my room tonight.
I swim through the cold water,
Looking for the stuff I will need.
I cut through my skin lightly,
Making no knife to win.
This is what is left of me.

In the basement,
Where nothing happens that is interesting.
I lay on the cool, white, smooth cement,
To leave all the sorrow pain behind.
I look up at the ceiling,
To notice is what is mine,
My spider has crawled down here with me,
So we can be alone inside.
This is what is left of me.

Summer comes as Spring goes,
I look through the calendar to notice my birthday is coming up.
I cry and cry for the patience to come out someday,
I walk slowly through my house,
I can’t wait to get paid.
I look at the animal in my house.
She makes me smile,
I don’t feel alone,
Not even a pout.
This is what is left of me.

June rolls by,
Slowly as can be.
I mourn over the loss of my fish,
And someday I will see,
There is a better life out there.
Somewhere there is.
I can feel it on my finger tips.
It’s there,
But can it be here one day?
This is what is left of me.