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by samantha miller Aug 24, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
She sat alone in the road, when she looked, she said what can, that be. along came a, shadow a shadow, of dought. she said to herself, oh what have i done, I killed a person That was not me I said i was sorry, For the person i killed was not him For it was me i killed my self inside.