Your scent
The smell of flowers in decay
So sad
The way you sit there, rotting away
So young
With a lot of
plans and dreams
Theyre lost
Lifes unfair, so it seems
All hope is gone
No spark of brightness in sight
You gave
up
You dont want to fight this fight
Your scent
The smell of flowers in decay
So sad
Youre rotting away
A battle
lost before it even started
Leaving me behind, broken hearted
I couldnt imagine you would lose
That this is the end
That you
would choose
I understand you are in pain
That living life becomes a strain
Youd rather be up there amongst angels
Because the
demons inside are too painful
