White Dove - Poem by bella wiltshire
Little white dove that flys so well I met a guy that came from hell
He stole my heart right out of me now he wants to set it free
Late one night my father came looking for me and right
And found me hanging by a rope as he went to cut me down a little piece of paper fell to the ground saying 'dig a hole dig it deep dig it deep dig it to my head and feet and put a little white dove to show I died for love '
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