Last Call

I was suppose to call

I was suppose to call him that day

But I pushed it away

Pushed him away

Too busy to reply

Too busy to say hello or goodbye

Excuses I told myself

I was suppose call him that day

But I never did try

Now my heartaches

In pain



Because I’m the reason you died in vain

Why did you have to leave me?


You promised me you were feeling better


You let the demons get inside

They tore you apart

They took you away from my heart

I can’t lose you

I WON’T lose you

But I did

And when you die

Who am I to criticize

How the lord decides

So I pray

But I wonder if he knew

He was my last call that day

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