17 September 2012
There's an ache in my heart,
A thorn in my side,
A splinter in my soul,
Nowhere I can hide,
There's dust in my eyes
And poison in my veins,
A sickness in my stomach,
I'm a walking map of pain,
No medicine will cure me
Or slow my untimely death,
For ever since I lost you
My life is meaningless.
The Pain Of Loss • Opuss № I