Two Lovers

The tale written here is sad,
To those of you who care,
So if you don't like being sad,
Please don't read this despair.

This tale starts with two lovers,
As all sad tales do,
It starts out with undying love,
Which will always hold true.

Then one of them leaves,
Which will never change,
And the other one cries,
Her mind is rearranged.

Two lovers dead, side by side,
Buried next to each other.
Two lovers dead by suicide,
Laying with one another.

Her view of things,
Torn completely apart,
Among the damage,
Her now-broken heart.

Two lovers dead, side by side,
Buried next to each other.
Two lovers dead by suicide,
Laying with one another.

The pain is too much,
She can't take it,
It burns her soul,
She can't make it.

Two lovers dead, side by side,
Buried next to each other.
Two lovers dead by suicide,
Laying with one another.

She takes the cold knife,
And buries it in her heart,
She dies a quick death,
He gets a new start.

Two lovers dead, side by side,
Buried next to each other.
Two lovers dead by suicide,
Laying with one another.

He learns of the news,
And guilt tears his soul,
He takes the small gun,
And makes a big hole.

Two lovers dead, side by side,
Buried next to each other.
Two lovers dead by suicide,
Laying with one another.

Their corpses rot,
Their souls rot too,
They rest in pieces,
What a fine adieu.

Two lovers dead, side by side,
Buried next to each other.
Two lovers dead by suicide,
Laying with one another.

Remember this when you fall in love,
This story of pain and sorrow.
Don't ever give your lover your heart,
So you can live to see tomorrow.

Two lovers dead, side by side,
Buried next to each other.
Two lovers dead by suicide,
Laying with one another.