It's funny how you die but everything lives on
They mourn all day and hold a daily marathon
They wish you 'rest in peace' and 'have a pleasant stay'
Thus memory of you will never fade away
And you're like a big thorn in other people hearts
That can't be ripped away without a bleeding wound
And though you'll never see what happens the next day
I think that you should know you'll never fade away
You'd never be erased from memory of earth
It's just like piece of cloth that never could be torn
Away from wedding dress what widow looks at daily
And many souls will die, but yours is neverfading.
Neverfading
© Copyright: Даниэль Шкляр, 2009
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