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by timothy cadwell Jul 10, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
My life is a series of waves crashing black pain deep inside my sole the wold has pointed the finger of blame at me and taken away my control now only darkness weaving threw the back allies of my broken heart. every single time i awake the shadows brings the same hurtful pain so my day can start rocks and stones sound so much bedder then any words you've ever sed to me people walk and point as they laugh at the poor man who will never be free.
