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Gettos (this is not my life I just thought of it )Category: (general)
Monday, 4 December 2006
03:03:10 PM (GMT)
There are people in the meadow
But I sit on the muddy ground
As I live in a getto
Where gunshots are herd all around
There are people dieing
That mean a great deal to me
On the ground I am lying
Thinking "at least I'm not dead"that is to be
There has been a crashon my door
Many gunsmen come in,more and more
I herd a crack 
Like a pouded pot 
I felt the pain
I have been shot
One by one they all leave
I am dead 4 i cant breath
The lights are out 4 this poor girl
Now she is gone to a better world.                                                   

brokenangle says:   4 December 2006   487264  
that is sad but good
patgirlric1993 says:   4 December 2006   844767  
britt454 says:   4 December 2006   773432  
did that really happen and do you want to be my penpal
patgirlric1993 says:   4 December 2006   275182  
no it didn't really happen i just felt really diprest after my
boyfriend broke up with me and i just thought of it......sure i'll be
your pp
phantomring12 says:   4 December 2006   733772  
oh can i be u'r friend?   lol   thats better the second time i
remember when u were thinking of it u'r an anil writer but a good one 
patgirlric1993 says:   4 December 2006   289933  
ok thanx i'm already your friend dduuuuhhhh
Discojasmin says:   6 December 2006   286817  
its kinda sad
patgirlric1993 says:   6 December 2006   559169  
thanx thats the hhooollll point
‹AFIIQAA! Says heyy.› says :   14 March 2007   674976  
hey erm, do you... do you wanna b my penpal? *i always get nervous
while asking the question cos sumtimes people don't wanna b my


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