Overwhelming saddness
A burning type of maddness
Seeing you with her
Wanting to rip out her hair
I want you to see me
I want you in my life
But why do you continue this
While Im in sorrowing strife
I wanted to ask you
For you to know
How far I would go
I want you to understand
That this isnt a pissed off demand
Just a form of love
From a lost and broken dove
I wanted you to care
For our love to be fair
But I saw you with her
I feel like dying
crying
Save me...
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
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Just tell him.
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