Poetry
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Look at me
Can't he see what hes doing to me?
If you don't love me anymore let me free.
Why hold on to make us live like this
If you love me show it to me.
And maybe things will be alright
Cause I hate to cry myself to sleep every night
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