Dirty Little Secret - Depressed
She trembles on the verge of death; pain embodies the heartbeats perplexing the tears- she longer can handle any of this...She begs to disengage herself with the echo of silence. Just a few seconds to inhale this strangeness- not enough to exhale that breathe; she dies....right after you.
posted by Your Battlefield at 9/03/2006 08:26:00 PM
3 Comments:
That hurts. Stop that, girl :*
A short and a unique post :) Liked it
filmgirl:
thanks a bunch :)
scarlo:
just a way to release my stress and aggravation...moments within thoughts
zizotime:
glad you liked it.
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