A sad story- sent in by me.

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By Ashley Reneë *Raining Tears*

please take a note that i DID NOT WRITE THIS!!! He apologizes everyday But that girl doesn’t know what to say She still doesn’t know what to believe And he’s always thinking DAMN what The FUCK is wrong with me She cries herself to sleep at night He just wishes he had played it right She thinks about all the times they’ve had He misses the way she used to laugh She remembers the little things he used to do He says to her “I still love you” He was why she held on for so long She’s why he wrote all those songs Now she’s slowly letting go… And he keeps calling her on the phone Gonna ask her on another date But that boy was too late They found a letter in her pocket When they read it, they shockingly dropped it He starts to think about the little things And then he realizes… dang that girl really did love me Now that girls been gone for weeks… Tears are rolling down his cheeks He wonders why he did what he had done His last words were “where the FUCK is my gun” Both of those kids are sadly gone All we know is something went wrong So if you ever say you can’t fall in love as a teen You don’t know what love really means

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