Ancient

by Alexandra   Oct 14, 2006


I sat under my Christmas tree
right next to my shallow tee,
i thought of life but couldn't care
it was to much for me to bare
and he told me to beware
not to fright ,might as well
spare
his soul, he also needs to live
cause all i do to him is bleed
"like you never bleed before"
i said while closing the door
and never looked back
never
ever
looked back
cause it was to much!

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