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by Dark89 Sep 19, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
We were both gay and in love that was sensible, But the way you treat me is terrible, Your words tear me up like a piece of paper, You always say that you'll talk to me later, I have so much love for you you won't imagin', I feel like a dog trapped in a cabin, We have nothing in comon I hate to tell, Living with you is like living is hell, When you embarrass me in public it came as a shock, I wanted to through you over the dock,