- I lay here cold and limp. A muffled hollow shell. Sticky with sweat and blood. The knife lays where he dropped it on the floor. I pleded for you but you said you couldn't hear me. Well.... can you hear me now? Look deep into my glassy eyes. An innocent child no longer. Do you care now?
- by dreamypurple_moon |
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- | Submitted on 05/22/2010 |
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- Title: A Tragic Demise
- Artist: dreamypurple_moon
- Description: there will be more to this but for now its only a beginning.... enjoy
- Date: 05/22/2010
- Tags: tragic demise
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- ii applebottomjeans ii - 01/17/2011
- Yes! i agree, itd be great if you write more!
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- Colonel ICE - 05/22/2010
- great i can visualize with great detail.i wish i could wirte with such feelings.
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