Why

by MaryAnn   Apr 7, 2006


Why doesn't anyone take the time, to find out what is really on her mind? Mabye if just one person asked, she would lose the want to leave the world so fast. But I'm afraid for her, it's too late. & this my friends, is not what I call fate. It is just another story. One that didn't end up in glory.

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