Fighting

by Brehanna   Dec 30, 2005


We fight and argue on the phone at night
You just make me wanna hang up and forget you excist
I love you but cant take it
So why do i do it?
The things you say hurt me so
I get to the point where i just want to die
BUt i know in the end all will be forgiven

*11/7/05

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