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by felicia Dec 26, 2007 category : Dark, fantasy / unexplained
I pick up the gun you say this is not fun looking up at the sun my life is now done you start to cry just wanting to die you told me you love me but that was a lie all i can do it try memories start to fade away of that very depressing day every night you start to pray that we will be together you left me so alone to leave my emotions behind will be a step forward to getting over you sorry but we are through