It took a picture to hold you to this
a promise kept but it all went to shit
the second best is the first to begin
the last one left in this nightmare machine
You told the world of how you would live
your life a treasure in a buried coffin
Six feet below a story unfolding
of how you tried to be anything else
a breath away from the life you expelled
she stood there crying as you were put in the ground
You told the world of how you would live
you told the lie you came to believe
Above the grass you left a legacy
did you forget you had a family?
the caring souls you hurt so painfully
as you trade this world for eternity
I'd tell the world of how you'd lived
but stories short are hard to tell
and the hurt paralyses my mouth
I miss you so and hate you for it
But I will tell your story
Until it burns my bones
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