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by Curing the Comon Cliche Jul 16, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Why can't I feel anything For anything at all Do I hurt to save myself Or let go and watch my fall? Flirt with two hard places But the rock has won my heart Should I throw away my crumpled hope Before the decay starts Poison in the words The pen cuts the paper deep Break a promise and slide away Or learn to function with lost sleep
by StandStill
God.
by Stuart
Excellent poem!