A Plan, by bLoOdY_tEaRs |
Call my motehr say i'm sick Say i'm taking a nap drink some water hold a knife take a deep breath do the deed lay there silently my tears will fall my blood will be shed i'll take a breath then its over my pain is done my suffering over done forever... |
Posted: 2005-06-30 16:54:02 UTC |
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