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by she Sep 9, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / other
She runs her dress ragged and torn she runs her skin pierced with bleeding thorns she runs screaming mad gasping to breath but cant she runs blood pouring from her mouth dripping from her wrist marking her razors last kiss she runs as others stare but never dare to help her she runs...
by StandStill
I dared to help..