At the point when adore bites the dust,
It stops to exist.
Furthermore, the fire that used to be,
Stops to hold on
It feels like an injury that won't quit dying,
Like it's your final gasp you're going to take,
Also, it feels like your spirit's viewing,
And everything you can do is ask you wake.
At the point when cherish bites the dust,
It resembles everything backs off to a stop
The tears that came moving down your cheeks
Are taking ages to drop
To the icy tiled floor
I fell onto my knees,
It felt as though the light took after her shadow,
As she hammered shut the entryway...
Love kicked the bucket,
I know this in light of the fact that my spirit passed on as well.
What's more, it was harming to such an extent
As all the torment I put her through.
At the point when adore kicked the bucket
I stopped to exist
The main thing that kept us together...
Stopped to endure.
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