the last word
the last word can be herd from a mile awaythe killing of a bird leaves the skies gray
is this what love is....
it hurt so much it leave a person in the dust
making u remember u past so u can laugh
but what happen when this pain hurt so bad
i promise u it will only make u mad
so when u have last word make sure it the one they never herd
i love u with all my heart it sad the day we fell apart now we have to begin at the starts as friends with a heart and that the last word and this it where it ends
deticated to frank the guy that never even gave me a chance and left me scared for days and week and months and now im in a haze
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