After
by ~evryrosehasitsthornsYou... and me...
Is not... how...
It's s'posed to be...
I looked into your eyes and I smelled fear...
And saw a number of tears.
I looked into your eyes and I found it so clear...
It really is that near.
I looked at the clock to see if time's passin' by...
And to try not to cry.
Maybe if I was just a little more high...
Then I could just die...
You... and me...
Is not... how...
It's s'posed to be.
You... and me...
I am... so...
So sorry...
You... not "we..."
Sorry... but...
I'm de.... parting...
I'm not afraid of death,
I'm afraid of what's next,
And what's gonna eat me after.
I'm not afraid of death,
I'm afraid of what's less,
And what I am running after.
I'm not afraid of death,
Unless I'm not blessed,
In which case, I don't want what's after...
You... and me...
And God...
Just maybe... one...
Day... we'll see...
Each other...
And it won't be a dream..
I'm not afraid of death,
Unless I'm not blessed,
And see you coming after...


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“Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of life, the whole aim and end of human existence” - Aristotle
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"Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self." ~ Cyril Connolly
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