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Painful End

lovely as the butterfly grows over the vast field there she goes, vibrant and beautiful striding with glee inside out looking great, a victorious to be now she's inlove as cupid shot her with his arrow endless happiness with her man, like there's no tomorrow. raven's the name, she's depressed, forgetting is so hard playing with her pistol in the middle of the graveyard recalling the past asking the dead what it feels inside the grave in summer heat in winter cold lying alone left out, without the brave nor the spirit of letting go, the anger, the sadness suppress together with the dead gone forever, forgotten, forsaken entombed like there's no one remembered. abandoned by her beloved, sparkling eyes there's no more the sweetness of her face, now pale and like a hardcore beauty fades as emotions left the soul, numbed her heart, no one dared to touch even magic can't do no more, she's falling no one's there to catch tired of this grief, tired of thinking of her deceitful prince taking her own life is the only way she could rinse. now she's crying tears like rain where are you to mend her pain no more smile that turn anyone upside down. only heartaches, only turmoils was left to frown never a second thought, aim the gun in her head and bang! a loud sound echoed in the graveyard and her life's end.

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Date: 3/27/2011 1:19:00 PM
What a nice beginning lovely as the butterfly grows to the graveyard and her life's end.... That is the life...nice imagery, Charmane
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