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by Mel Sep 28, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I told a lie, I stole a kiss I wrote your name, I swore on this I sold my soul, I missed the train I lost my mind, all over again I felt so cold, i had no life I locked the door, and found the knife I wrote a note, I left my heart I killed myself, tore you apart No longer here, no more a slave and now you stand, upon my grave so listen now, and listen ture This ghost of me, is haunting you!! please vote and comment x
by Solace
Amazing poem. I loved the wording. 5/5 none to less. take care [always]] xx:: *> : PainOfOne