Makada Joseph - Life

Is it you that i think about when i stare,

Wishing that you are near,

Life ended when you left,

You carried my heart with you,

And left me so blue,

Is this the life that I am suppose to live,

Filled with hurt and lose,

Is this how much it costs,

I bled from the stab I received,

If only I had perceived,

Instead I followed you to hell,

And that was when I told you,

I gave up on you.

Makada Joseph

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