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dead

her body cracks beaneath the ice
covered in blood
and dirt
yet you sat there
and watched my insides decay
wishing it were you that had gone
but. . .
i wouldnt let that happen
because i deserved to die
i was damned
and no one could help
so i did wat was right
closed my eyes
and put a gun to my head and counted
1.
2..
3...
and you wanna know wat happend next?
i was now dead
Written by black-roses (rosy)
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