The living dead

The living dead

There can never be true friendship
Between a man and a woman
If both of the parties are straight

There´s only true friendship
If one of the parties lives far away
Or accepts to be gay

What I found out
It ended up being too late!
Yes,I´ve been through it
Yes,I survived it
And now I´m here
To tell the story

A story so true
About pain ,love and it´s glory
But it ended up so gory

It´s better to put up with a ghost
When someone you love is gone!
I had to put up with a living-dead being
Who lives just two blocks away

When someone we used to love
Hurts us in a way that´s unimaginable
He did it by force
The hate he felt for me
There´s nothing to be mishunderstood by that

Now he´s just the living,wallking,breathing dead!
Got no toombstone or grave
And I´m just a living corpse for him
As he is for me

So I buried,all his gifts,pictures and tapes
Did a symbolical funeral
For my living dead
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