To Stef:

by Silouette Dreams   Jun 28, 2005


Everyday she comes home and crawls into her bed
she crys and crys until it blows inside her head
she thinks now about which way to do her off
then a certain special person causes her to stop
she wonders why a person she doesn't even know
could prevent her from dieing when she was feeling low
to this day when she feels like she wants to die
that someone in this world doesn't want to say goodbye

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