March 24, 2009
By , Laplace, LA
darkness all around me all i hear is her cries, the feeling's cold, the wind is deep, love has rotten, lust is steep, can't feel her heart beat, alive or dead this shall be said her heart is cold, her love is sold, her breath is tookin' everyone's lookin' as her pain changes her body's language, she becomes a monster to humanity, queen of perphanity to her life doesn't matter so why should she care no one's there once again they stop and stare ,but to her still no one's there to care to love or a simple hug to her life is just a rush.....

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Mr.Knightley said...
Apr. 12, 2009 at 12:34 am
I trust you:)
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