The Last Round Was Meant For Me -A Love Story-

A long time ago, there was this girl
Hazel eyes, and skin like pearl
What an amazing free spirit she was
Twirling about the fields of flower
Tie dye skirt's,peace, love and power


And little did anybody know
She lived so sad in a broken home
Gave her heart to the first she smiled
Inside she was a wild child


She'd sit in the library corner
Thinking nothing of the world
After school she'd hit the streets
Smoking weed, hanging out with me


And truth betold, i loved her so
Her dark brown hair, as it unfold
Her distant stare, i could not know
As she told me, I could not show



Ohh !!

The tears within my soul...

She dissappeared, never to be found

Yet another piece of me, lost in december's sound

And ever since i felt her spirit, it pushed me through a time of secret's

They say it is better to have loved and lost

But i'd rather never pay the cost  

I'd rather be dead, than hold this heavy heart.

I'd rather have told her, i loved her from the start.



Ohh !!

The tears within my soul...

She reappeared, at last she's found!

In an array of pieces, self mutilated.

Chocked on rope, eye's dialated.

Gun in hand, pills on the ground

One shot fired, yet still another round




When I heard the official story, it brought me to my knee's

How could i not come with you, when you needed me?


She even guided me as we ran

Took my hand to a special place

Mid snowfall where we had our first kiss

Shivering without care in the cemetary of silence

where only action's spoke as loud as words

But there it all became frozen in my mind

How could i know?
 
That would be the last time i'd ever see you again...

That last round was meant for me...