I can't live with out the smell
Of your black leather coat.
I can't live life to the fullest
Without us talking on the phone.
I can't handle the thought of being
Alone without my love
I miss my ray of sunshine
My rainbow; My gift sent from above
So now that I don't have my baby
What else am I living for?
Why not just end my life?
Walk through death's door.
So I prop up the rope
Put my head through the hoop
Kick down the stool
And dangle from the loop
 
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