Please Sam
My dearest Sam, don't let this endFor you are one of my true best friends
You were there for me inside and out
And told me that's what life's about
You let this whore, Jen, change your mind
Now you're off trying to take life
I stay up late, every right
Trying so hard not to cry
Deep down inside, I feel you alive
Trying to pass all the days by
I know it's hard and you've got to realize
That the answer is not to take your life
I have a hurt that won't go away
Because all it wants is to stay
In 8th grade I had this rule
That dating my brother was so not cool
Then 9th grade came and yoou two sang
The song of love it was a shame
For Jen was jealous and when you moved
She told you to die and you took it as true
So now there you are in the bathroom
Cutting all because Jen told you to
All yourfriends love you and that is a fact
So please Sam please stop doing that
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