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How could this happen. I am at her house a second ago but now I am at her funeral. She was so full of life. The evil angles of death have come for her. Why? The clouds of gray depression finally arrive and sob in misery. The priest tells me her fate has been closed she was an angle in god's eyes that wasn't meant to be so he reclaimed her. I go to the sand at her death a recite "Slowly among these eyes filled with tears of sorrow is hate why must she have died but we couldn't help her for we found her body dead from illness. The hate that grow the sorrow that clears it. Why must have it happen? God knew she was an angle on earth and put her to sleep she was an angle to us all." I know how she died I should have told her parents. She was a smoker and died of illness. I can't bear the betrayal I have done and I ask the evil angle to take me too. My wish dose not come true. I take matter into my own hands. I go to the highest point of a diving board and jump to close and make sure I landed on my head now I am with her together.
- by Mysterious Painter |
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- | Submitted on 05/22/2009 |
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- Title: So ful
- Artist: Mysterious Painter
- Description: Just comment read hate or love......-.-NOT ABOUT ME ITS FAKE TRUELY UTTERLY FAKE
- Date: 05/22/2009
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