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Published: Feb 2009
When Love Dies
It ceases to exist.
And the flame that used to be,
Ceases to persist
It feels like a wound that won't stop bleeding,
Like it's your last breath you're about to take,
And it feels like your soul's watching,
And all you can do is pray you wake.
When love dies,
It's like everything slows down to a stop
The tears that came rolling down your cheeks
Are taking ages to drop
To the cold tiled floor
I fell onto my knees,
It felt as if the light followed her shadow,
As she slammed closed the door...
I know this because my soul died too.
And it was hurting as much
As all the pain I put her through.
When love died
I ceased to exist
The only thing that kept us together...
Ceased to persist.