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by UnhealthyExpectations Oct 13, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about death
This little girl came to me She started to cry This little girl came to me Voiced her wish to die This little girl came to me In her hands a gun This little girl came to me She made no attempt to run This little girl came to me Said her last good bye This little girl came to me Had no more need to cry This little girl came to me Stood right in front of me Pulled the trigger tight Body falling to the floor Soul taking flight Nothing i could do to help Just keep it all inside Unable to say i need her Pen against paper Is all ill ever be
