Died for love: I sit in the park where I dwell, For this boy I love so well, He took my heart 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 was said to mother, 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 top it place a dove, And remember this, I died for love." -BreeannaMonsterBunny
Posted on: Sat, 10 Aug 2013 22:08:16 +0000
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