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by somethinglikethat Aug 6, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about death
A cry, a scream, a yell, a shout. i try, i try, but nothing comes out. i fall to the ground, for my life is gone. complaining of exhaustion, no worries now, forever asleep without disturbance. nothing to worry about, a nuisance forgotten. no longer a brat, no longer a bother. for this life is over.