Michael Jackson - Little Susie
... she was there screaming
Beating her voice in her doom
But nobody came to her soon...
He likes coffee
... she likes tea.
He is trapped by the memories
... now she is free.
He is crying
... now she is not.
He wants to see her smile
... now she is sad.
He is tired of life
... now she is in the Death's hands.
He can see her in his dreams
... now she can't wake up
He likes listening to her voice
... now she is drowning in the dead silence.
He likes coffee
... once she used to like tea.
A/N: hey guys! I hope you liked it. Sorry for some grammar mistakes... My native language is Russian so it's quite difficult for me, but I hope you understand. Thank you for reading this <3
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silence
Fanfictionshe preferred the silence and he still loves her voice. her shy little voice
