The lady upon the water, lies there so helplessly.
Her eyes are closed, my guess is she can't see.
I wonder what happened to her the night she lost all hope.
The lady upon the water, laying there quietly soaked.
Time must of taken her away,
I wonder if she had any family, or a place to stay.
I wonder if she had a broken heart.
Maybe love tore her world apart.
Maybe she didn't want her life to end this way.
Maybe she just wasn't okay.
We will never know this lady's story, for death took her away.
Laying sullenly, on the waters edge, all alone.
But there lays a picture of her and a gentleman on the front of her cellphone.
Now maybe there is a story but we will never know the truth.
For death is what she did choose.
This gentleman may never know she loved him.
She chose to end it, before it had a chance to begin.
Love could of been her biggest win.
Maybe, he didn't love her anymore.
She could of died with a heart that was sore.
We could only guess the answers to this love story that ended so fast.
The lady and the gentleman, and their so forgotten past.
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