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May 2015
I sit in the park where I dwell,
For this boy I love so well
He took my heart away from me
and now he wants to set me free.
                                                               *
I see a ******* his lap
                                                                   He says things he never said                    
                                                                   to me.
                                                                   I ran home to cry on my bed.
                                                                   Not a word to mother was said

Father came home late that night
He looked at me from left to right
He saw me hanging from a rope
He took his knife to cut me down]
And on my dress a note was found.

                                                                  *
Dig my grave, Dig it deep
                                                                       Dig my grave from head to feet
                                                                       And on the top place a dove
                                                                      And know ,I died for Love
Crushing Love
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Crushing Love  In my head, It's safe
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