Best Friend

by Wings Of An Angel   Nov 10, 2005


My best friend wants to play with me sing about death and loss...

My best friend wants to play with me, he wants me to be his angel of darkness...

My best wants to play today he wants me to fly on his black staillions...

My best friends wants to play to day he wants to dry my tears....

My best wants to play today he doesn't like dolls of but instead he wants to play pretend...

My best friend wants to play today we played that I was dead and we could be together for ever...

My best friend doesn't wants to play to day...he says he has to bring th souls of the living to his world...he says there was a plane crash...

My friends never wants to play with me...for it's not my turn to die....

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