ihate you so
u were afool..
u were too crool...
u big fat laier ..
u ve set me on fire ...
ihate u so.. iwant u to know..
that what u ve sed ..
gave me afeelling that iwas ded ...and being wept ...
too hard too crool oh ihate u ..
ufool..
oh my heart stoped beating ..
and istoped breathing..
my heart is sour..
am feeling too bore..
iwish if icould fly..
or no i rather to die..
but dont iwant u to say good bye..
or at least pass me by..
oh why dont u die..
by
chocolateshopposted on 03/04/2007
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