“I was living by the lake.
I had you by my side.
And when you left,
I was so sad,
I tried to drown myself.
When I had jumped
right off the cliff
My heart could not wait
To disappear into the waves
Of my favourite lake.
But just when it
had swallowed me
It spit me right out
Just so enough above its waves
For air to fill my lungs
Oh life is sad
and life is cruel
I’m not allowed to go.
I have to live down by the lake
Without you by my side.”
Layla keeps giggling. How can she keep on giggling like this?
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