26. Standing by your grave saying goodbye

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Tears are streaming down my cheeks as I stand before your grave,

Your dead body lays deep under the cold ground, wet from the ever pouring rain.

I came here to say my last goodbye and whisper to the wind, or the trees, that I have to go.

I cannot bear this any longer, living in this world without you living in it with me.

For everything seems dull and gray, nothing more can interest or amuse me,

Everything hurts, even breathing, a primary function, this pain is just to much,

Cause living without you is like breathing underwater, and I can't do it,

I am sorry love, I am about to sin, and never see you again.

You are in heaven above, and I will burn in hell,

For what I am about to do to myself

Goodbye my love, goodbye cruel world,

I welcome you death

Farewell Annabel

my one true love, I miss you so much



the song is a piece of music I really like, it is sad and very emotinal but a great song and I think it might go well with the poem

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