death was coming

when death comes along

they say that they're gone

but deep in my heart

i know you're still here

lingering around in here somewhere

you're seeing me cry

and scream because of this

your death hasnt caused me any bliss

but i know for a fact that it wasnt your fault

so i really cant blame you a lot 

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