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by Briana Feb 15, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I'm always trying to make the mirror happy, Or crying myself to sleep. I'm living in your shadow, The scars you gave me and all the hate. Just goes to show that "love don't cost a thing" is just another lie. The price to pay is everything. Haunted by you, I try to stay strong. It might take some time to patch me up inside. I usually run and hide, But i count all my blessings and then i get a smile on my face. Then all pain slips away. And thats more than you can say. Your still stuck with it every day. 11/11/05 B.K.