She walks thru life like a shadow never really there she counts down the days, waiting for an end to her, life's game is not fair. She doesn't care what happens to her just another toy for fate if death does not greet her soon i fear she cannot wait. She has tired of the fighting her will has drained away they tried so hard to beat her down for her beliefs, they made her pay. She walks thru life like a shadow on top of her, they tread but despite all this, she is still the winner because now she is dead.Birth sign: Not entered
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