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by Alexandraa Feb 15, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
There is a force in my soul that comes round each day , it turns me into something so much darker than the suns ray . It hunts down my feelings and rewinds all times , the only way I can free them is through all these rhymes. Its crazy these thoughts and they kill my emotions , nothing else can compare to hating all your devotions. When youve given up on hope and youve given up on trust, all there is to turn to is a horrid form of lust. I lie on this floor with a stab in my side , i lie on this floor with not an ounce of my pride.