Get a clue.

by Odette   Nov 10, 2004


I wouldn't expect, the one who said "I love you most." meant that it was only a boast.

You'd bring me down, and it'd turn into a frown. I'd try to hold back the tears, yet the next minute you came and said "What's wrong dear?"

Make up your mind, I'm sick of these lies. All you do is want to make me die.

You'll never understand that I just want to be merry. However, you just make me feel scary.

So if you won't stop now I don't know what I can do. So get a clue, or we're through.

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