Monday, August 9, 2010


She kills him slowly
Every step closer
The door closes behind
Her and he waits
She’s done this
Before, oh so many times

And he waits
Until he hears his own

How loud can death be?
How black can sorrow creep?
The paramedics take one
Look at him and they know

And he waits
Till he hears his own

She captures his gaze
Staring away
Memorizing his face
She fades
The casket closes over her
And he waits
She’ll never do this
Again, oh never again

And he waits
Till he hear his own

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