The good the bad goodbye

by Iola   Nov 18, 2008


I am out
Yet within my torn heart you breathe
My lips pout
It is over and my mind wants to leave

I thank you
You made me what I am and more
Your life too
Will soon become what I was living for

True love
You said soul mates cannot be broken
From above
So the moon will remain our only token

Over and done
Making space for a new love and life
Always one
Remember your lover, friend and wife

My goodbye
To the roughest angel who held me
Go on and fly
In the heavens we will once again see

Sleep in peace
Love those who love you with all your might
As my hand release
The hand that use to hold mine so tight

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