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There she cries in the darkest of nights, screaming out all her sins to those lost souls who simply pass her by. She wonders if they care, she wonders if they hear her in all her pain. She turns to the only ones who feel her sadness. The only ones who seem to notice when she's around. These are the ones she calles her friends, these are the ones who will take her life. And in the midst of these friends lies a bit of freedom. Freedom she hasn't had in a long while. For her, this isn't a sucide, but a liberation of the soul, a freeing from humanity and all its burdens.
bittybop1994 added this comment 2009-01-25 21:49:48-06:00
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bittybop1994 added this comment 2009-01-25 21:49:46-06:00
bittybop1994 added this comment 2009-01-25 21:49:48-06:00
i luv it!!
bittybop1994 added this comment 2009-01-25 21:49:46-06:00
i luv it!!