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by Black Heart Still Beating Sep 15, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
If only I could hide, as well as you, behind so many lies. If only I could be loud, as well as you, your voice is growing horse. If only I could smile, as well as you, so fake and believed. If only I was like, you, so loved and adored. If only he could see, as well as I do, then maybe he would see, me dieing for the taste of his lips
by Slap Stick Junkie
Omg. exactly how i feel. i love this poem. it rocks!!!! two thumbs up. you should win an emmy or something.