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by Raven Jan 20, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I once knew a girl she had many secrets She always liked to talk but not about her secrets. After one night she confessed to her friend that night was the last night of her freedom. She wanted many boys but she never could get them all She went away to a hospital for awhile and fell in love with a boy. That night was her first and her last her new love came in to wake her With her in his arms, she was so terribly cold that morning she never woke.