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by Hayley Dec 12, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Sometimes late at night I lie and wonder why you had to leave so soon. So young, so fragile. Sometimes late at night I lie on my bed and tell myself, "I could have saved you." I know deep, deep down in my heart, that there was no way that I could ever save you. But I will live with this burden on me thinking I could for the rest of my life. Sometimes late at night I lie and wonder why you had to leave so soon.