The End Of All
The Blood Drips,
Down My Wrists.
Tears Swell,
Life’s Hell.
We Are Forgotten,
We Are Dead.
I Didn’t Think It’d Happen,
But Now I Dread.
The Morning After,
Wanting It To End.
The Sound Of Your Laughter,
I Knew I Should’ve Said,
Those Three Words
I Wish I Were Yours
But As I Lie In My Bed,
The Gun To My Head.
I’m Wasting Away
I Miss You Everyday,
But Now I’ll Take It All Away
Goodbye Babe, I’ll See You Someday…
by Tyler Auck
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