Don't Sit There And Tease

by K   Feb 20, 2007


Pain, anger, sorrow
How will I ever get to tomorrow?
Lying on my bed,
Thoughts of you running through my head.
Wishing you wouldn't have left,
You put me to my own death.
The pain, it hurts so bad,
I'm wishing I wasn't so sad.
You were always there,
Now everything just seems so bare.
Come back, please!
Don't just sit there and tease...

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