I'm sorry
He walks around as a ghost
Whispering his thoughts in my ear
His pale fingers dance over the ivory keys
He wasn't strong enough to face the sun
The darkness beckoned him
Like a dog to his owner
I'm sorry
The warmth he held is
Cold as the dark side of the moon
The hole is dark red
The are still smells
Old spice and gun powder
Forever clinging
I'm Sorry
A heart is breaking in two
They say the flames
Are licking at you
He don't deserve hell
He should have
The white wings of freedom
I'm sorry he lays there
Unmoving cold, lifeless
A soft smile upon his lips
I wasn't there for him
I let THEM creep
Under his skin
I AM sorry
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