If there really was Road To Heaven, they would name it after you and anyone who lost your love everything would be colored blue, the sand like Blue Coral and The Rock like Blue Diamond and the rain falling on my shoulders like Acid Painted Blue. I took a walk today, I noticed new Blue Puddles all along the way, been falling on me so long, my clothes, my skin, and even my bones are stained with Acid Painted Blue. from the memories I have of you. It's been pouring so long I hardly notice it anymore, it's gotten so deep some days I can barely stay above board. If not for you and your memories that held me from the Unholy ground beneath me, I would surely perish and drown in Acid Painted Blue and it's been falling on me since the day that I knew I lost you. If there was a road to Hell it would be named after me and all the people who walked along it would see the shame I keep, the same shame that took your name from my lips everyday the same shame that will until my dying day, keep me drowning in the Acid Painted Blue. It's been falling on me so long I hardly notice it now if it weren't for you and your memories holding me from this Unholy ground I would surely drown in these tears that are Acid Painted Blue. The Stairway to Heaven each rung would be a letter of your name and everybody who climb them would surely want to sing about your glory and how wonderful you are and how easy you are to love. I know I did but now all I do is drown in these tears I cry Acid Painted Blue. If a rope leads to Hell each strand will surely Cut You To The Bone and each time there is a moan it will sound like my name echoing on and on Through the Acid Painted Blue falling on me every since the day that I knew I lost you. So deep now I would surely drown if not for you and your memories that hold me from the Un Holy Ground covered in tears painted Acid Blue.
ThaSociallyInsanePoet
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