her cloths were soaked with mildew ropes burned their way through her fragile thin wrists I stood over her watching to see if she was going to live or die I remember her screaming and scratching to my arms while I was tying her wrists behind her back she was kicking her legs up and down in my direction trying to prevent me from knotting the ropes stop crying I screamed in her face you took me for granted this time how could youve done this to me I said as I punched the ground beside her until fists were sore and bloody honey this couldve all been different if you had wanted it to be I gently whispered in her ear u dont care what you want anymore this is what I want now dont offer me anything you will be wasting you breathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
