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by emily mackay Jan 20, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Baldes falling over me My head of thoughts run fast My heart tells a histroy My cuts are my past This place is full nothing Emptiness all around No tiny little footsteps Nothing not a sound I feel ive been left And i dont no what to do I keep flashing my memory back Each time its of you I dont think i no my mind Will i ever want to no I just wish for the feeling When i finally let the rails go.
by CHANGE
Thanks for the comment i love this poem and you are great as well!!!!