Leafs fall around us as time goes by changes happen in the sky way up high snow starts to fall and we hear angels call on the white covered floor there's blood and gore its only then that you see the bullet hole in my chest gods really putting us to the test minutes turn to hours and winter kills the flowers its then i realize Ive been dead for years but i still see you shed tears i whisper from the grave 'be brave' as a spirit i will always be with you watching you grow and stop you from hitting a low you will always have my soul i promised you i would never let you go and although i am dead i will light the road ahead and hope you find some one else to share your heart though we will never really be apart.
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