February 8, 2012
The rain falls down her cheeks,
the cold is making her legs weak.
Goodbye to the world is what she thinks, she regrets what shes done but its too late.
Her life is already ended, shes met her final day.
Goodbye mom, goodbye dad, I wish I could've stayed.
Life will never go your way.

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