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by Rich May 21, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Drowning my tears, Trapped and bottled. Relinquished fears; Mind so mottled. Everything hurts, And I grow tired of the pain. Everything hurts, I feel my pulse with disdain. Crying into my cup, My mourning coffee, My time's never up, This weight's never off me.
