I sit in the park where I dwell,
For this boy I love so well.
Took my heart away from me,
And now he wants to set me free.
I see a girl on his lap.
He says to her what he never said to me.
I run home to cry in my bed.
Not a word to mother was said.
Father came home late that night.
He looked from left to right.
He saw me hanging from a rope.
He took his knife and cut me down.
On my dress a note was found:
Dig My Grave
Dig It Deep
Dig My Grave
From Head To Feet
And On The Top
Place A Dove
And Remember This
I Died For Love!!!!!!
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