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[aid] => mick
[title] => Little Kristy
[time] => 2004-10-24 13:51:59
[hometext] => I wrote this at the end of 7th grade. Everything in this that happens, happend, only the poeple didnt litterally die... they left me, so to me they might as well have been dead Im working on recording me sing this song so u cant IM me if u want 2 here it.
[bodytext] => Little Kristy with a pain filled life, It's hard for her to live and survive, All these tears and all these tears, Finally come out after all these years. Sitting home all alone, Crying her heart out when she hears the phone, Picks up the reciever and a male voice sounds, He says, little girl your daddy's been found, Just as she takes a sigh or relief, He says sorry hunny he was pronounced dead on the scene. She screams she drops the phone, She cry's please god no, You've taken my mom, my brothers and sister's away, So please don't take my daddy, At least not today. Chorus You've taken everything away from me Ive ever loved, And now I sit here with a message from up above, Im ment to live in pain and mysery for all my life, God please just let me die. Just as Kristy lays down on the floor, Someone walks in through the door, A pretty lady with a nice clean smile, She says, little Kristy it's been a while. Kristy get's up, she wipes her tears, She says aunty Kerry what are you doing here? Kerry says, Little Kristy Im here for you, And Im afraid I've got some bad news, I talked to sheriff Mr. Write, Your best friend Charlie died last night. Kristy runs out in the storm, Screaming, crying, completely torn, Picks up a knife and screams to the sky's, God why me? Why? You've taken my life, torn it al, all into shreds, Bits and pieces that may never, ever mend. Forever stranded on this god forsaken world, God why do you torture me? Im just a little girl. Repeat Chorus Kristy stands up, Picks up the knife, And says, I have nothing left to say....... But "good bye". [comments] => 2 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 34 [informant] => immortal_pain [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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