Our Love

by Lilith   Dec 7, 2005


I waited for you but you weren't there.
So I left and thought i knew he didn't care.
I went home and started to cry.
Wishing, O, wishing that I could die.
I was up in my room playing with my knife.
When i had decided to end my life.
But then i thought of you.....
Thinking how our love is true.

-not all that great-

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