stab me in the chest
make me regret
all the lies
and the bets
make me want to cry
bury me outside
with the shovel way up high
make me regret
all the lies
on our lips
to late their said
now im dieng in my grave.
this is a poem i made a few days ago ....I don't know why though... and i still do not.
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yup. Hey there. WOULD U LIKE A COOKIE WHILE U WATCH!!!!!!!

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