The Park
I met a boy who was so sweet.
He came and stole my heart from me,
And now he wants to set me free.
I ran home crying to my bed,
not a single word he said.
My Dad came home late that night
and looked for me from left to right.
He was just about to give up hope,
Into my room - the door he broke,
He found me hanging from a rope,
And on my cheek there was a note.
It read: Dig a grave and dig it deep
Marble stone from head to feet,
And on my grave please place a dove,
to show the world I died for love.
Justine de Jonge
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