what do you think please tell me
with out you i cry
salty bloody tears
fall to my knees
and pick up my broken heart
fallen to the floor in a mess
i'm drawn to a blackend
sky as i turn blue
i want you to know
how it hunts me
but you don't care
as you left me
to fall and die
there are no flowers
know at this time
so now i let you see
a fallen girl
with a broken heart
a broken life
now how frage; di i sound
with a dieing silents
now on my side
now i dont care
2006-08-17
18:43:12
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7 answers
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Anonymous
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