I found them both on my room;Her long legs wrapping him up;You could tell,From the blush in her face,That she was in the peak of ecstasy;Cold,I went towards them;«Tell me!»I told her;«Why do you do this?»She saw me straight...

102 degrees does not rival what your eyes convey Trickle of sweat Parched mouth Labored breathing One more thing will sinch my demise “Baby…I miss that mouth.” I’m a puddle.

Death came quickly, I remember. But not quick enough.I suffered. Suicide is painful in so many ways,to myself, to others. And for those others,deep emotional pain followedand internal scars inflicted by my selfishness!By my self-pity!By my own choice! I say this, don't do...