Book Of A Life
Book Of A Life
My life has a story of its own
One you may never get to read again
For in it are the pages of a life that never did succeed in all its fight
A life to live in truth and honesty never did work out
A love to be one of sacredness was never such in two hearts
Till death do us apart so it did break them apart
A lonesome dove the path of exile to the grave now lives
A life all truth exposed was the death ticket for that life
The pages of a life not all is recorded for our eyes
For half the truth was written but sadly the rest it rests in the grave
Hidden from the world a life will now be only a memory for those that life once loved most