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I traded everything for love

What's the point of living if you're not here
I miss you being near, my dear, sincerely I scream
I sold my possessions cause material things mean nothing
You were my everything, how could I go on without my
something
I became nothing, sold my possessions for dying of living

Each day I live, I re-live to be with you 
But that vision of lost love is gone
How can I ever go on, when my heart is done 
Deep down I'm dying falling to the ground
Each heartbeat aches, for each moment with you is bound
I hear your voice in every single sound
How can I ever move on, when I'm down

I lay here on this bench, with stinging stench left over
from your love
I'll sleep my life away, every day, I don't know how to move
on my way
So I pray, dreaming of you in this sacred place you left me
here, my love
I will wait for you until my passing day, when you might
come someday
So I lay, I close my eyes and dream of you, waiting and
waiting until the day
You will find me here sleeping, dreaming my life away

Cause I traded everything for love...
Posted: 2009-05-14 23:48:23 UTC

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2009-05-22 15:37:15Your Everlasting
That is sad and sweet.Ilove it!

2009-07-12 20:32:17LostSoul
thank you