so here i am about die and know that it is so
i wonder what your thinking now that i am letting go
why are you still standing there just looking at my eyes
i want to do just one last thing before your big surprise
i look at you with tears abrupt and eyes about to close
smile and just flip a wink and tap you on your nose
listen close as i tell this story of a man of death
i try to start the sentence now but mumble with my last breath
goodbye cruel world and hello hell i hope you serve me true
on my bed of death and fate my mumble makes it through
your the one that killed my soul and shattered my glass heart
i tried to laugh and keep my pain away from the very start
you shot me down and left me weak as though you only knew
as i lay just dying here with the words you know are true
"Take this rose, its a surprise, i hope you like them black,
if you dont just walk away, Im never coming back"


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