Fall asleep broken girl, don't you wanna cry?
Fall asleep broken girl, are you ready for goodbye?
Fall asleep broken girl, blood dripping red.
Fall asleep broken girl, on your blood stained bed.
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Option 5
Bags of Oranges Don't Leave Bruises
A contest entry
- Your Words Were Bullets And I Was Target Practice by EvenStarsBreak--x.
450 points, ended August 11, 2008, 30 entries
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All i can say is wow.
I'm speachless.
Simply AMAZING!!!! -
speechless! good job
xoxo- christina
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Nicely written poem =] You were able to capture the haunting emotion wanted in a short paragraph. Great write =] Thank you for your entry
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