I Grieve

by Augusta   Jul 1, 2005


Since the day you left me,
The world seems cold and cruel.
While others sit on thrones,
I have a wooden stool.
And I greive.

The day that you left me,
I forgot how to love.
Our lives had been built together.
But then flew away like a dove.
And I greive.

Since the day you left me,
I can do nothing but mourn.
The pain is too much for me,
Life hurts, why are we born?
And I greive.

I grieve in the morning,
When I open my eyes.
I'll grieve until the day,
We meet in the skies.

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