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by Vintage Jun 23, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Words enter my ears, Questions form into my head, Blank thoughts fill my brain, Empty. I hear a sound coming out my mouth, There is no meaning in what I speak, Different voices surround me, Confused. I feel hands touching my shoulders, Their faces staring into mine, I feel emotionless and alone Deserted. My vision disappears gradually, My body loses control, Everything blurs into darkness, Silence.
by bacha
GIRL ILOVED IT FOR SURE:):) ITS A GOOD ONE:):):) I WILL GIVE YA 5/5:):):)KHULOODAN:):) SMILE ALL THE TIME:):)