Alone/Not Alone

Seconds tick away from the clock
As I sit here with this cigarette
Wondering where you are
thankful I'm not dead yet

You were my reason to live
you aren't anymore
but sometimes I sit wondering
untill the brink of dawn

You left me all alone
without life without your touch
you left me all alone
Now I wonder why I loved you so much

Because you left me in my hour of need
and our love will NEVER be born again
its dead and buried FOREVER
Forever till the end of time.

Now I've found someone new
She is my life, I am hers alone
I will never be alone again
and live happy in spite of you.

copyright 1997 by John Matthews AKA the HEL RAZOR


This poem is dedicated to my mind-fucking ex-girlfreind Angelique, who I hope NEVER to see again!!!!!


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