As the days grow I’ve fallen so low. So low… I cannot breathe. I’ve fallen underneath. I let Death take me.
So low… I cannot breathe. good line. this is short and to the point which makes it really good. great job. Becca
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So low… I cannot breathe. good line. this is short and to the point which makes it really good. great job. Becca