~Die for
Love~
,I sit in the park where I dwell
.For this boy I love so well
,He took my away from me
.Now he wants to set me free
,I see a girl on his lap
.He says things to her he never said to me
,I ran home to cry on my bed
.Not a word to mother was said
,Father came home late that night
.He looked at me from left to right
,He saw me hanging from a rope
.He took his knife to cut me down
:And on my dress a note was found
.Dig my grave, Dig it deep
.Dig my grave, From head to feet
.And on the top place a dove
And remember this, I died for Love
~SaDnEsS LoVe~
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