My Prettiful Story, Have Fun Reading it The shot hit my leg, and felt as if a person was scraping their long fingernails on my skin, and started to dig a hole deep down.
My leg could no longer support me and it collapsed under me.
Kids were fleeing back into the building, and Megan was one of those kids. Only one person looked back, Allen. He saw me, ran over to me, and tried to get me back on my feet. Then he saw the wound on my leg. Allen acted fast; he scooped me up, and carried me insid...
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What if I wanted to break
Laugh it all off in your face
What would you do? (Oh, oh)
What if I fell to the floor
Couldn't take all this anymore
What would you do, do, do?
Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you
What if I wanted to fight
Beg for the rest of my life
What would you do?
You say you wanted more
What are you waiting for?
I'm not running from you (from you)
Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished...
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