Love Rules All

April 3, 2008
By micheala hicks, Cleveland, TN

In this park is where i dwell
for a boy i loved so well
i see a girl upon his lap
he singing her words to a beat and tap
the smile on her face says he's great
i guess this sad story is to be my fate
i go on home to cry on my bed
not a word to my mother was said
father came home late that night
he looked at me from left to right
he took his knife to cut me down
and on my dresser a note he found
dig my grave please dig it deep
dig it for my cold hands and feet
and on my grave place a dove
remember this i died for love

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