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My heart starts to pound, Your body lays lifeless, You lay on the ground, Just because you were careless. I watch the blood form a puddle around your head, It looks like your asleep, In your nice warm bed, Where you were supposed to be. The night grows old, And the sun comes out, And what i was told, Is that i was never going to get out. They asked for your name, And then i said it was I to blame, For what had happend can never bring you back again. -jenny
gothgirl added this comment 2008-06-10 23:07:58-05:00
this is really sad:(
scarletsin added this comment 2008-06-30 08:52:04-05:00
Thank you x)
gothgirl added this comment 2008-06-10 23:07:58-05:00
this is really sad:(
scarletsin added this comment 2008-06-30 08:52:04-05:00
Thank you x)