Forever Gone

So much to tell, so little time. I speak to you, my last rhyme. And in the dark you hold me neer. Telling me things i want to hear. My heart skipps a beat like a scratched CD When your hands so soft caressing me. I see lights flash, i hear glass break, Now my love, The heartache. Just one more thing before we die, As tears roll gentally from my eyes, The final thing from you i hear, Is your screaming in my itching ear.