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 to mother was said.
Father came home late tht night,
He looked at me from left to right.
He saw me hanging from a rope,
He took a knife to cut me down.
And on my dress a note was…
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Posted on October 16, 2008 at 5:21pm