Holding onto you while the wind pushes.
I neaver knew this would be the last night we spent togather.
I felt your warth run through me,i thought everything was fine.
But i sit here on my knees praying that your at peace.
They covered your marks,so neatly.
Your hands crossed,and your face to the sky.
Stay true and ride with the angles.
I felt tears push through my eyes,and i held your hand for the very last time.
Memories over welm my mind,and feelings drowned my heart.
I neaver knew you where dying from the inside .
I neaver knee you where suffering from a broken heart.
Listen as you go to the sky don't forget to look down.
You left me behind,to carry on my own.
To pick up the pecies of my heart scareded all over the floor,
Pshing through the crowrd i couldnt stand to see you any more.
I feelk likea fool runing away,but im weak to the knees with out you.
Life is meaningless with out you,you put stars in my night.
Laying you to rest what a sight.I fell to my knees and cryed my eyes out.
Your where loved by many ,not forgoten at all.
I miss you to this day,my heart achs at the thought of you.
Im trying to get away.
Weak at the knees
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