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by Felicia larson Dec 5, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
You said that you loved me You said that you cared You said I was beautiful You said none compared I should\'ve known they were lies I should\'ve known you were a fake You left me wanting to die Kill me! Drown me in a lake My soul is already dead So whats left for my skin It shall die to! With my razor so thin. And as I die I leave you a note I\'m sorry its so short But on it I wrote \"Dear Dream Killer, I hope your proud \'Cause I just stabbed my wrist And I\'m screaming so loud I know you hear me And you won\'t come So why do I still think That you still care some? I guess it was just a dream That you also have murdered I\'m glad I\'m dead \'cause your not worth The relationship being furthered\" Let this be a lesson To all those who care Lies can lead to death Which is more than any can bare.