DIE FOR LOVE

by shanea   Nov 29, 2006


I SIT HERE IN THE PARK AND DWELL
OVER THE ONE I LOVED SO WELL
I SEE A GIRL ON HIS LAP
AND HE TELLS HER THINGS HE NEVER TOLD ME.

I RAN HOME CRYING TO MY BED
NOT A WORD TO MY MOTHER WAS SAID
DAD CAME HOME LATE THAT NIGHT
HE LOOKED AT ME FROM LEFT TO RIGHT.
HE SAW ME HANGING FROM A ROPE.
SO HE TOOK A KNIFE AND CUT ME DOWN.
AND ON MY DRESS WAS A NOTE IT SAID

DIG MY GRAVE, DIG IT DEEP
DIG MY GRAVE FROM HEAD TO FEET.
AND ON THE TOP PLACE A DOVE
AND REMEMBER THIS I DIED FOR LOVE

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