Make a path and let me through
You'll die before i make it to you
Lying in a puddle of blood
With your body faced down in the mud
I'm running trough thorns and trees
I have blood trickling down my hands and knees
I yell and scream out your name
I can't find you; I'm to blame
I start to stop and hear a noise
I listen closley, it's your voice
I run to the sound and there i see
Your lying there staring at me
"I'll love you forever and always", you say
I run to the ground at which you lay
I kiss your lips both bloody and cold
You kiss me back and my hand you hold
You start to speak but you lose your breath
I start to cry; i caused your death.
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