A broken glass on the floor
Blood stain in the carpet, soaks
Splintered table that is no more
Once made of the strongest oaks
He is still, he was hit on the head
She is crying from it all
He is her man lying there dead
He is still, from the sudden fall
He was leaving, a new lover to go to
She wanted him to remain and stay
He said his love for her was no longer true
She said she would never let him go away
He turned to go and to walk out the door
She would not let him go, no, never
She hit him so hard, like never before
Now it is over, nothing lasts forever
copyright Chris Smith 2008
Blood stain in the carpet, soaks
Splintered table that is no more
Once made of the strongest oaks
He is still, he was hit on the head
She is crying from it all
He is her man lying there dead
He is still, from the sudden fall
He was leaving, a new lover to go to
She wanted him to remain and stay
He said his love for her was no longer true
She said she would never let him go away
He turned to go and to walk out the door
She would not let him go, no, never
She hit him so hard, like never before
Now it is over, nothing lasts forever
copyright Chris Smith 2008
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