SHED SHED
my tears have been shed
as for the blood, the hate and dred
of loosing a love that should have last
for have a pain that comes from the past
as flash back come back of me and of you
i cant wait to come back to see you
you feel like the deer running across the road than all of a sudden a car comes driven up and runs you over. its the perfict metaphor for life one second youre all happy-go-lucky than the next you dead, on the road,with nothing else to do but give up and die. SORRY but thats how life is sad but true
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