I have no idea what I was thinking...A Poem by SuicidePact.One day when the sky is gray. You’ll pray and pray for the bright sun’s ray. To enter the sky, where the planes fly high, Where the birds don’t quite fly, You’ll watch the clouds pass by and that will be the day... © 2012 SuicidePact.Reviews
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Added on April 8, 2012Last Updated on April 8, 2012 AuthorSuicidePact.Not telling!, SecretVille., AustraliaAboutYou'll find a lot about me through my writing. more..Writing
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