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by Whispy.Gypsy May 11, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Bones over glass hearts shattered apart nobody feels the pain nobody can hear the screams my time has come to pass the slowing beats stop my heart all you now do is complain I'm dead to you so it seems you were always nice you never once lied i took the chance, paid the price you will take over after I've died they all say no but it was my time to go