don't let me die
My first suicide attempt
Didn’t work the way I planned.
But it did make you realize
You didn’t need her as a friend.
Stil I’m afraid you’ll speak to her,
And tell her everthing I do.
But I’m trying to believe it all,
Cause I love you.
So learn me how to trust,
And never lie to me again,
Or else I’ll take a lot of pills,
And die according plan.
Tell her the truth,
And finally choose for me.
Tell her it is over.
Tell her you’re not free.
Love me like you used to do,
So I never have to cry.
Don’t break you’re promise,
Cause then I have to die.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| -broken-: | Zondag, oktober 08, 2006 20:53 |
| veel sterkte liefs (k) -xxx- | |
| flowerpower: | Zondag, oktober 08, 2006 15:47 |
| Zo jaloers :s | |
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| Auteur: ~Dead*Rose~ | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 oktober 2006 | ||
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