dette er så mit digt til "digte" konkurrencen. håber i kan lide det:D


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if she had anymore scar's she'd be a heap of flesh herself. she depends on her razor, but all she need is  help. plus love, what she don't get, but they don't aswell. her blood could rain from the skyes, nevertheless dark red. as horryfic screams cried in her head. her friends have noticed, suprysingly not saying a Word, they know what she's saying, even through they haven't heard. a book of fantasies play out as she cuts across the streed. Little does she know it's down the road when they'll meed. a Young girl, and angel, looking Down from the skyes. listen to her, you may be able to save a life

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