Window closed,
curtains drawn...

I have witnessed what little have seen,
something that most would not even dream...

That teardrop,
so beautiful but bitter...

Look through the sight,
that crystal clear glass...

The shadow of a lost love is looming
Tears and pain are consuming...

Why do i sit here and wonder why,
as the tears fall from my eye...

Love is an eagle,
Soaring with grace...

If the only way i can be with you is in a dream
I will take the harshest of the lot...

The way you made me feel last night
I have felt it many times before...

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I wrote this for my girlfriend after we found out...

I try to stand
Stand right up tall...

Living in this hell hole
Dieing everyday...