Death stole my heart

My heart bleeds silver stars

My hands cold to the touch

Your love left many scars

I thought the longest it would be to much

My eyes saturated with tears

My mind flooded with fears

My legs frozen in time

My heart beating to no rhythm or rhyme

It may be a cliché

For a love story to end happy

But we deserve more than paper mache

We deserve lovey dovey and sappy

But some lives and stories don't end well

A loved one dies or gets a disease

They fight till the last ring of the bell

That moment you find what each believes

The bell rings and the match is over

Who won was it the up n comer or the champ

Who's was the champ you need closure

There death stood from the ring to the ramp

To say goodbye to someone you love

There is no harder thing under the heavens

To live with deaths oppressions

But You will live on with help from above