March 10, 2012
By , Scottsdale, AZ
the intense shadows burst into flames,
She comes towards me with evil eyes,
Her voice as sharp as a knife,
Im knocked down to my feet with fear,
She hates when i smile,
i hope i never make that mistake again,
I pray that she wont get carried away

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