Knock on my grave

by **hopelessly in love with you**   May 18, 2006


If i stopped calling,
if i stopped being so nice,
if i stopped speaking,
if i took my own life,

Would i look up from 6 ft. under
and see you once more?

Would you bring me roses and lay them at my door?

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