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, |
Posted: 2007-10-25 19:28:50 UTC |
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2007-12-17 22:50:10 | SMILING DARKNESS |
depressing..... |