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i am makin this site cuz....i don really kno i jus am n if ya
hav a problem wit it too bad!!!
hey, i kno this site prolly sux really bad but i don care cuz
i felt like makin one. n if u don like it well then jus bite me....haha jus messin!!!
I sit in the park where I
dwell,
For this boy I love so well.
He took
my heart away from me,
Now he wants to set me free.
I see
a girl on his lap,
He says things to her he never said to me.
I ran home to cry on my bed,
Not a word to mother was said.
Father came home late that night,
He looked at
me from left to right.
He saw me hanging from a rope,
He took
his knife to cut me down.
And on my dress a note was found:
Dig my grave, Dig it deep.
Dig my grave, From head to feet.
And on the top place a dove.
And remember this, I died for love...
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