Hit after hit,
Blow after blow...
Emotion rampid,
The pain it sears...
When i was younger you told me to be strong
when i was in need i knew you would come along...
A healthy kiss and a whispering goodbye,
Of a wife for her husband gone to war...
And life without you is different
I never thought I could forget...
I sit here with unblinking eyes,
Trying to remember the past...
My head was spinning
Split open, ripe and ready...
Sometimes I think to myself,
Maybe God was trying to punish me...
Thou art shrouded with a thorny bush,
And I perceive thy heart bleeds...
For these words I must say, May not be the right...
must be said...
Ill miss you!
all the times we use 2b...
The softness of your voice soothens my soul
As I lay hoping the moment will never go...