newtola

Like the lone house ,
On the haunted hill,
I stand alone,
Of my own free will......

To face the fears ,
Of my life that has been,
And the wasted years,
That never seemed.......

As the night passes,
I lay back and stare,
At all the days that went,
Without me being aware.......

Time and time again,
I wake up still,
And nurse the...
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lol...its kinda funny how i came to know about this site....i was leaving for work and i saw this pretty lady in the elevator with a paper in her hands which said something about suicide girls..Needless to say, I was curious and just decided to check out the site...and here I am already a member