April
Friday 4 March 2011 photo 2/2
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The room is bloom, but nobody knew how much she blamed her self,for years and years.
She tryed to hide the wiskey on her breath.
She finally drank her pain away a little later time.
But she never could get drunk enough to get him of her mind into the night.
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger. And finally drank away his memory.
Life is short but this time it was bigger.
Then the strange she had to get up of her knees.
We found her with her face down in the pellow.
Clamed into his picture for the life.
We layed her next to him beneath the wellow.
While the angel sang the wiskey lullaby...
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