Dying Inside, by LaShawnna Subscribe to rss feed for LaShawnna

I don't know why you don't listen. You'd rather go on, and
not talk.Its driving me insane, I'm dying inside can't you
see? At times I don't know if I'll lose you or not. Babe I'm
dying inside because you refuse to talk things out. Soon
I'll die for real them you'll see how much suffering I went
through.Maybe then you'll see why I begged you to talk to
me. 
Posted: 2005-10-30 15:28:01 UTC

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