You were there when I fell.
I always knew you so well.
But what now do I do
with all that you put me through?
Please help me to understand.
Why did you do this to me?
Help, Help me now, please?
Why can't you deal with me?
Your words once feel special.
But what do I do now?
Your words don't make me feel so special.
Why can't you make me feel
like you even cared once about me?
Why did you do this to me??
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Me, myself and the Grim Reaper
This is about me. I can write what I want but I'm open to your ideas and thoughts of this book. So let me know -.- !.! :)
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