Nobody Knows
Nobody knows . . . nobody sees . . . nobody knows but me.
Ten years ago, I saw her for the first time. She was tall . . . she was the most beautiful thing I have even seen. She was blond. She was all female. She was to be my destruction.
I loved every minute of her.
Her name was Molly.
She took my soul.
She took my body.
Nobody knows.
Nobody knows but me.
How she made me feel.
She brought things out of me.
She made my chest … my inner self
Feel so warm.
I loved her.
She was my life.
Nobody knows but me …
Nobody knows but me ….
why I had to kill her
Nobody knows but me.
She took up with another
She left me
When I asked her to come back to me
She laughed
At me
Now she is dead
And I miss her so much
Nobody knows
Nobody knows but me
Where her body is buried
Nobody knows
How I cry over her grave.
Nobody knows.