Rockerchick22 Posted May 14, 2012 Posted May 14, 2012 (edited) Crick Crack, their goes the glass, sprinkling dimonds on the snow, you won't see it you won't know, soon you fall, the shards they spray, flowing up, your blood running low, to much glass to stop the flow, when they find your body all they will know is the blood left with the red snow, All the evidence washed away, The Angela are all crying, Their bloody tears, For me unfairly dyeing. Edited May 14, 2012 by Rockerchick22
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