And to take this "Worst Song Lived" to the limit, here goes.....
If you look back at the posts I was talking with FrankV (or was it Christian?) about "The Last Time I Saw Her Face." Yep. The most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Looked just like Faith Hill, only prettier, if that's possible. First time in Love. Didn't want me. Dumped me flat on my heart. Carried the torch for ten years. She married some other guy and moved to the flatlands of Illinios. About five years later I heard the she had Multiple Sclerosis. She died shortly after that.
I use that as the inspiration of the song whenever, and if ever I can get through the piece.
So when I get to this part, it REALLY!!!!! hurts,
"Her lips were like the wilted leaves,
Upon the Autumn covered hills,
Resting on the frozen ground,
Beneath the battered marking stone.....
It lies forgotten."
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