Beautiful Sunday AfternoonA Poem by David Elijahjunetenth2018. a song.
The last thing
I want to see is your face. Feel my heart racing. Now all I want is to be in bed. Fall asleep and forget. Memory draining Rid me of pain. Memory drain from my heart. Be unconscious. Get the job done through any means though that may mean I'll never wake up again. She'll never know how a- lone I have been. She'll never know how a- lone I have been. She'll never know I'm lonely. I bet she feels lonely too. Though she can't see my words when I speak. Oh it hurts to need to breath. She holds no remorse cause she doesn't know she's the source of the destruction of this beautiful Sunday after- noon. Noon Noon Noon. She'll never know how a- lone I have been. She'll never know how a- lone I have been. She'll never know I'm lonely. I bet she feels lonely too on this beautiful Sunday after- noon. (Chords: a chord per line) Verse: B, B, A#, A#m Chorus: E, D#m, B, B[but Bsus2 (2 being C#) when appropriate]
© 2018 David ElijahAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on June 11, 2018 Last Updated on June 19, 2018 AuthorDavid ElijahTacoma, WAAboutI tend to write when I'm sad. I'm basically dumping all my poetry and lyrics here lol. Baptist, 19, Korean-American, meme addict, love listening to and making music, all time favorite record is Spr.. more..Writing
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