Homicide

by Belinda   Jun 17, 2005


Traveling with the angels
iam free now
my emotions are tangled
help me

why did i leave?
not me
me you will never see
your alone

what will you do?
all alone
my life is through
you cry

find my escape the gun
i used
you try it for fun
your gone

we fly together
what fun
we will stay forever
i love you

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