A sweet suicide.
By x.xSweetie__You.Had.Mex.x •
As she lowers her lips
Knowing what's fate
Knowing what's coming
No time left to wait.
Her lips so pale
Her face so cold
Down with the bottle,
and out with the old,
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December 17, 2007 22:50SMILING DARKNESS
depressing.....