My Epitaph

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Wednesday, April 24, 2013


My Last Breath
William Dewey Loudermilk


So many times, in so many ways I fumbled for the right words to say
and when they came the time was wrong  now I’ll only have you in this song
So many times I tried to explain but you were only playing your games
How many times have you broken my heart why must love be a poisoned dart?

I wanted your mind your heart and your soul I wanted us to grow old 
it may never come to pass but I’ll love you ‘til my last breath

So many times your smile’s warmed my soul but without you I feel cold
how many ways have I missed you I can’t count them all but it’s true
So many times you’ve been in my dreams but when I wake up alone I feel to scream
maybe someday we can start from scratch but I know I’ll never get the chance

I wanted your mind your heart and your soul I wanted us to grow old
it may never come to pass but I’ll love you ‘til my last breath

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