Why'd I Do It?
Submitted May 23, 2006 Updated May 23, 2006 Status Complete | With one shallow kiss, I bring the angel, the angel of death. 'Twas the poison upon my lips, that took away his life. Soon to regret the choice I made. I sit... crying... near the body with lips so cold. What have I done? Why'd I do it? I si
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crazy_jamaican_gurl on October 9, 2006, 6:35:35 AM
crazy_jamaican_gurl on (Chapter: index)
yet again you bring something very deep into your writting.