She,,
With tears in her eyes
She begged
'stop it.. please stop it!'
She looked at the pills..
And took them all..
And felt something strange..
Hope..
With a smile on her face
She said
'It's going to stop, finaly'
She looked at her clock..
And felt al sleep..
Forever..
She begged
'stop it.. please stop it!'
She looked at the pills..
And took them all..
And felt something strange..
Hope..
With a smile on her face
She said
'It's going to stop, finaly'
She looked at her clock..
And felt al sleep..
Forever..
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| Auteur: Wicked Rose | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 februari 2008 | ||
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