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His Love

It wasn't his time to go
but he was tired of living this life.
He took one to the head,
making it his time to rest.

Here's the sad story,
of his life. The reason he left
without even a goodbye.
Here it goes, just close your eyes.

Barely sixteen, living the dream.
Sweet ride, cute girl by his side.
He was head over heels for her,
and she was in love with him.

Walking home from the movie that night,
strange man held her real tight.
Cold silver against her neck,
he took their money and jewelry then slit it red.

He fell to his knees, asking why.
Took her home and laid by her side.
Her gone he had nothing left in his life.
He picked up the gun, kissed her, his final goodbye.

It wasn't his time to go,
but he was tired of living this life.
He took one to the head,
making it his time to rest.

Police came in and found the note,
let me tell you what he wrote.
"With her gone I can not live and so
this is how it ends." No apology
just an explanation.

They never found the man
who took two lives that night.
One girl, and one boy who held her tight.
But he was dead when she took her last breath.

That's how the story goes.
Young love, come to an end.
With a blood red knife and a bullet to the head,
the young couple will never live again.