When I Think About You
When I think about you
I used to break into tears,
it felt as if someone
pierced my heart with a spear.
when I think about you
I remember the alcohal that was consumed,
all that drinking took place
cause my whole world was confused.
even now, when I think about you
I hear your lies,
so guess what bitch
I wish you would die.
by
harrydawgposted on 02/09/2008
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