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by MarissaMistaken Apr 6, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Walking down this broken road, The cracked pavement hurts my bare feet. Been walking far too long, in far too cold. Where I'll go, I cannot see. As long as its not here, I'll be fine. As long as I don't fear, I'll stay in my "right state of mind".