I was your silhouette,
While you the man.
A dull spoof,
For a brilliant one.
You were merry,
And so was I,
You were gloomy,
And I did cry.
I went to places,
And I know your sins.
But now you're dead,
Yet I last to live.
My heart throbs fast, and,
I'm haunted by my mind,
Is death my only way,
To you?
It's cruel,
To be left behind.
