Teenage Bleeding Daylight Posted April 11, 2014 Posted April 11, 2014 Two a.m. on a sunday night You took your life You took your life Bree it wasnt your fault, But, I wish you had different results. With both wrist slit you thought you'd be dead, But, you wernt, And u put a gun to your head. Now you rest in an eternal bed. You were eighteen ; so pretty. You had no where left to go. So you lived with him, Catoured to his every wem A few weeks later he turned, Beating you bloody, I cant take this any more you said But, you had no where to go So he put on a big show He brought his whores home And you listened to them moan Bree you felt so alone Bree I wish you could come home... With both wrist slit you thought you'd be dead, But, you wernt, And you put a gun to your head. Now you reat in an eternal bed. I wish I could have saved you , Rewound the clocks, And broke the locks. As you layed in your blood. I picked you up, And gave you a hug. I cried as you layed in my arms....
Teenage Bleeding Daylight Posted April 12, 2014 Author Posted April 12, 2014 This is the story of my best friend Bree who took her life 3-30-14 R.I.P. Bree <|3
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