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_<3_//(( davii ))\\_<3_ (blessedtoiboi69) wrote,
@ 2003-08-09 13:27:00
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    Current mood: confused
    Current music:lindsay lohan- ultimate

    lil poem
    I sit in the park where i dwell,
    for this boy i love so well.
    He took myy heart away from me,
    Now he wants to set me free.
    I see a girl on his lap,
    He says thing to her he never said to me.
    I ran home and cried 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 and cut me down.
    And on my pants a note was found:
    Dig my grave, Dig it deep.
    Dig my grave, From head to feet.
    And on the top place is a dove
    And remember this, i died for love.

    [nayme]; david



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