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A very thin layer of fog surrounds me at my feet
the dirt is damp from last nite's rainfall.
This promise has been carried out.
My knees are getting dirty,
but I dont care.
I'd rather be with you here.
I think soon I'll go home and bury my face into my pillow
cause I can still smell your cologne,
from all those times you laid on my pillows.
I miss the times I kissed you goodnight
I miss your eyes, your hair, your embrace, your smile...
Everything.
You went ahead without thinking,
and did things I told you not to do,
this is how you say you're sorry.
I never forgave myself,
I trace the engraved letters of your name.
You were so young, you were so young.
I still am hanging on your last words
You walked away insisting
"Its not me, its the drugs, I swear."
You were right.
It wasnt you at all.
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That story was obviously about a girlfriend, visiting at her former boyfriends grave. He overdosed one night at a party, and his girlfriend told him not to do what everyone else was doing, but he went ahead and did it anyway without thinking of the aftermath. So, he goes oVeRbOaRd and dies. I dont know what else to say, considering that was mostly the whole concept of the story.
the dirt is damp from last nite's rainfall.
This promise has been carried out.
My knees are getting dirty,
but I dont care.
I'd rather be with you here.
I think soon I'll go home and bury my face into my pillow
cause I can still smell your cologne,
from all those times you laid on my pillows.
I miss the times I kissed you goodnight
I miss your eyes, your hair, your embrace, your smile...
Everything.
You went ahead without thinking,
and did things I told you not to do,
this is how you say you're sorry.
I never forgave myself,
I trace the engraved letters of your name.
You were so young, you were so young.
I still am hanging on your last words
You walked away insisting
"Its not me, its the drugs, I swear."
You were right.
It wasnt you at all.
**********************************************
That story was obviously about a girlfriend, visiting at her former boyfriends grave. He overdosed one night at a party, and his girlfriend told him not to do what everyone else was doing, but he went ahead and did it anyway without thinking of the aftermath. So, he goes oVeRbOaRd and dies. I dont know what else to say, considering that was mostly the whole concept of the story.