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Bruised and Battered
Contributed by
white_tiger
on
Saturday, 26th March 2005 @ 12:41:48 AM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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Every night, I stare at your photograph Wishing you were by my side Your face that haunts me as I sleep My heart that aches so bad inside. Memories that come soaring back Arent always easy to control, Now at youre gone, dont you realise That my heart now holds a hole.
And that hole can never be healed For my beloved gave it to me, However heard that I may try Its only your face that I can see. Your eyes that were filled with tears When you told me that dreaded day, That just because you had to go It doesnt mean all life blows away.
But it may be easier said than done Because now Im under the knife, Each day is a struggle for me to get past As my soul is constantly filled with strife. I picture you standing next to me Arms open wide; smile filled with care, But every time I opened my eyes You were always never there.
Dreams seem much better than reality I wish I could always live in the past, Living in those carefree days with you Why does time have to travel so fast? I can see your face in everyone else People think that Im going insane, But to me, its a dream come true In another form, to me you came.
My heart only beats for your life I only breathe to let you live, My eyes yearn to see you every day My whole well being to you I give. But behind me, I hear a crash There lay your photo; all pieces shattered, And there I can see your tear-stained face Where my heart lies bruised and battered.
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white_tiger
... [
2005-03-26 00:41:48] (Date/Time posted on
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