An hour before my death I morn over 10 warm lives
10 reflective loving eyes I wish I saw every sunrise
Regretting I never said everything your eyes required
Soul mates so many times my aching heart desired
All that I morn is my fault for accepting life's momentum
I should have grabbed your hand instead of this requiem
You and I are someone else's selfish bullshit plan Im god-like angry, kicking in life's door to be your man
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