Why do you swim in still waters,
Was it not enough the colours,
Of your beautiful life, So plain to see,
You're too pretty for him.
Now tell him Susie,
He waited for you under the apple tree,
You were ready to sail the sea,
He begged for you to stay,
But again you pushed him away.
You leaned to him silently,
Yet you always wanted to fly free,
So tell him Susie,
While he lays here peacefully,
Time and time again,
You're under and over treating the pain,
Where is the small piece you called a heart?
He knew you did not make the cut,
Please come home Susie,
He misses you dearly.
KILL me now Please. I cannot stand another pathology lecture.
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