Years Slowlu Pass,
I Lie Alone And Sigh At Last.
When Will You See That Pain Will Always Hurt Me,
No Matter Where You Are, You're Words Cut Me Deeply.
As You Whisper In My Ear,
I Feel A Tear Slide Down My Cheek.
I Cried As I Cut This Blade In So Deep, It Bled Until It Reached The Street.
No Sense Crying,
No Time For Greiving,
Especially, When You're Dead.
