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by Curing the Comon Cliche Feb 8, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Wake up Wake up What, you thought it was a dream? I'm rolling on the floor laughing You know your eyes twinkle when you scream? Slip up Slip up So what is it I won't do for you Keep breathing dearest Oxygen won't burn blue Crawl up Crawl up The dirt walls crumble in your hands I know you're trying to get out Keep a secret? Dear you can't. Breathe in Breathe in Cause this breath will be your last I just thought that you should know That I love you the best.
