I sense like a flower which has surnise now with power and volition eastward she looked.

She was shured as she saw you amongst the clouds but she was rong,she saddle honged cause she was to sadness to live in this bad life.

                         The life its not correct!We must love each other...not fight...violence its not the answer...love its the answer!

            (0_o)Just a emo kid can write this story...im a emo kid but im not           sad....this girl was sad....her dream ...her voice...her things....its to late now....we must love not fight....the hang its not the answer...think...(o_0)