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My Death |
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chollagrl4 Member
since 1999-08-10
Posts 65brick |
She died such a cold, sad death, the priest would humbly say. We're gathered here to mourn her, on this cold, sad day. Now the casket opens, as they prepare to say thier goodbyes. When they see my lifeless body, everybody crys. And when you look down at my face, that used to look at you with such love, You would get down on your knees, and pray to me up above. Youd gently touch my hand, but now its limp and cold, tears would stream down your face, as u wished u still had me to hold. As you walked to my grave, the very next day, youd whisper in the wind to me. I love you, is what youd say |
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Systematic Decay Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1301That place with padded walls and funny people in white......... |
this is very sad. ------------------ Thinking is just what a great many people think they are doing when they are merely rearranging their predjudices. |
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Star Fairy 2 Member
since 1999-09-06
Posts 260cerritos, california, usa |
heavy heart triste sorry i cant think of sentences.. just words.. ------------------ Don't Fall.. Rise in Love -------823------- |
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chollagrl4 Member
since 1999-08-10
Posts 65brick |
triste? |
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