Two of them are gone & this pain will never end,
I look up at the pictures & sometimes I want to die,
And as I began to look to the future all I do is cry,
You two won't be there for grauation or to be with me...
Both of your lives were taken, taken from two seperate trees,
Anniveraries
Never will I forget you two... your lives will never be in vain,
As I sit here, I listen to the rain, It reminds me of my tears,
Of all the joy you two brought me all through those happy years,
People are so insentitive of telling me to move on,
Can't they see my soul, my heart, the part of me thats gone?
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