If I Die Young

Thu, 11/06/2014 - 08:07 -- BRANKO

You never know if it's the

last goodbye, or if it's just 

the rain that pours.      

You never know if the tears

I cry, are the last for the

pain you caused.

 

You never know if this is

the last time we smile,

or it's just the storm that roars.

You'll never know when it's

my time to die, so take my

heart now for it is yours.

 

If I die young,

lay me down on a bed

of roses, push me to the

ground until my body

decomposes.

 

If I die young,

let it mean something.

Seek me in the river,

at dawn. Send me away 

with love, and regret

nothing.

 

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