Monday, October 22, 2007

One, Two, Three, Four, Five..
Tangles she was counting.
She is waiting for pouring rain.
Be it a heavy one, so it'd rush all the dirt down the drain.

Now when they hit her at all once.
The door closed and she is in a cell.
Let her out she screams but it's probably going to take a while..

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