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by Nick 198 Sep 11, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The drops of red The drops of blue They are both tears But from different places My eyes bleed of sadness My arms bleed of hurt My body fills tired I am going berserk My mind runs suicide My feelings run dead I just want to take this gun And end with a bullet to my head Life is supposed to be worth living But i don't catch that drift I only catch the one That makes me deathly sick All the memory's faded All the dreams have died Everyone who talks to me Just wants me full of lies I cant bring myself to say That i want to live another day When life is just to hard And it isn't worth my stay I wish i could leave And maybe come back But life isn't that way Your either alive or on your back