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Jun 2013
Forget me and the times we had.
Did you notice that my heart is dead.
While your having fun with him,
I'm mourning in my bed.

Now,You can't hurt me no more.
Co'z this piece of me stops from beating.

Flash your smile,
Co'z your free.
From me,
And to all the misery.

You  don't need to worry.
Co'z my back fits on this casket.
Will you cry,or just keep in silent.
Will your tears fall?

I'm sure your happy with him.
And please do stop pretending
Co'z i ain't blaming you.
It's the rope on that ceiling.
mac azanes
Written by
mac azanes  PHILIPPINES
   rose darling, --- and Kyleigh Anne
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