Jeremy Greene

by Rachel   May 22, 2007


I stare at the bottle, spill out the pills.
Swallow them all, the pill that kills.
I think of him, how he broke my heart.
He knew I loved him, than pushed us apart.
I lay on my bed getting more drowsy, and I know.
I'll love him even in death, I can't let him go.
Even as my heart stops beating and my last breath dies.
The last minute I live, I remember his lies.
The boy I love, who I thought was right.
He took my love, he took my life.

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  • 17 years ago

    by hani

    I love it very nice good work 5/5