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by emily mackay Feb 24, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
A shot, a push No pressure at all A word, a thought A step and I fall So cold, so lost Silent, no scream A world full of nothing A nightmare, not a dream Hands froze & still They Shake, I cry I walk along the sidewalk With angry tears in my eye Up above, No sound The feeling is free For some odd reason I feel the real me.