All You Had
To think that your finally gone,
makes me want to die.
I listen to your favorite song,
and slowly begin to cry.
You killed me with all you had,
compleatly broke me down.
To think about you makes me sad,
and my smile turns into a froun.
I loved you with my whole heart,
I wish you would of loved me back.
Somethings must be apart,
some love I'll just have to lack.
makes me want to die.
I listen to your favorite song,
and slowly begin to cry.
You killed me with all you had,
compleatly broke me down.
To think about you makes me sad,
and my smile turns into a froun.
I loved you with my whole heart,
I wish you would of loved me back.
Somethings must be apart,
some love I'll just have to lack.
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