by Missy Jan 8, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
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Im all alone in a cemetary sitting next to your grave and wishing you are here with me. All I am thinking about is the good times we always had together, I will never ever forget about all the good times we always had. So I silently cry myself to sleep. In my dreams we are sharing our lives together. suddenly I awake from a loud noise. I look at your grave and its all dug up, the next thing I know Im in your arms in the grave. So we lie there together and die there together. |