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by TheBarefootedCowgirl Aug 4, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Knife-my release match-my best friend let it out, burn it up don't wait for the end i'll burn up the hurt fast as my veins pour it out get rid of the hurt fear, resentment, and doubt away with the feelings of being so weak unloved and looked-down upon relief's all i seek i'll be scared no longer i'll stand up to them all cuz you'll be there to fix it whenever i fall2008 (c) ER
by Prince Jared
Reminds me of my wall poem.....;)