stop saying you miss me and just kiss me for i can't take the pain of the rain that takes you away. kiss me and stop saying you miss me for those words are useless to me. love is where it's at, so show me. don't go with him, he'll treat you wrong. love and laugh with me till the break of dawn as we yawn the long night away. kiss me and don't say you miss me. for if you go away from me, i couldn't bear to take a tear and waste it away. tears, sweet tears, crying for you, doesn't that mean anything to you? i ask you, stop the rain, stop the pain and put that bullet in my brain. let the red blood flow from my temples. let the plow dig my grave, for i can't bear to see you with another in his arms, him kissing you, where i kissed you. i can't take it, i have to make it, make the pain go away. prayer didn't help, god turned a blind eye when i came up and said why. put that bullet in my dome and when i lay in the coffin, looking at the roof of the church, you come and kiss me. then you can really say you'll miss me.
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Letters to the Known and Unknown.
RandomLetter, poems, or small quotes i have written or found that intrigued me. Enjoy. Names in any are not changed. These are either written down on notes or notebook paper.
