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As I stand here at your graveside,
Wishing you weren't there
my body becomes paralyized
with all the this agony spiralling in my head
I know you didnt mean to end it all
But deep down I knew you would
All the pain and suffering inflicted on you
You took it all like he knew you would
I watched you dying slowly
yet no matter what I did
You had no strength left to hold on too
I hate him and the way he poisoned you
every word he spoke were taunted lies
He only wanted to claim your soul
So that he could laugh jovially
As you slipped deeper into that hole
How often did he say he loved you
while holding on to others
And still he found away around
the shattered pieces of your heart he smothered
He begged you not to leave him
And yet you already knew the truth
You gave him still a piece
And then he turned his back on you
I hate everything about him
and what he stood to gain
He had no morals, respect or valour
He just wanted you slained
I read these words upon your stone,
"Died of a Broken heart"
But no one ever knew the truth
that you were murded when he tore you apart
I wish I could breathe life back into you
and erased all your painfilled memories
For my life is so empty now
And it aches me internally
If god can hear me,and grant me one small favour
I wish that bastard all the best
and in time when least expected
I hope The two of them will soon be dead
I cursed their souls to rot in hell
For its what they deserved
For sending you my dearest friend
To your final resting bed.