Its Too Cold.

by Tammy   Jan 24, 2007


Die Sweet Die Lonly.
Words Chanting In her Head.
Could she ever come out agian?
Closed in her room,alone.
Crying, and sobing, there is no more.
Banging on the wall and ground.
Boom.
The Floors too cold and hard.
Nothing to Stop the fall.
It's dark, it's quite
there is No More.

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