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by Cara Oct 20, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
PUDDLES BECOME PONDS PONDS BECOME RIVERS RIVERS BECOME LAKES LAKES BECOME OCEANS OCEANS BECOMES SEAS SEAS ARE FORMED ONLY BECAUSE MY TEARS MAKE PUDDLES I CRY BECAUSE HE GONE NOW THAT HES GONE I THINK THAT THE WHOLE WORLDS GOING TO DROWNED IF MY TEARS DIDN'T MAKE PUDDLES THEN THE WORLD WOULD BE SAFE BUT THERES NO TELLING WHAT WILL HAPPEN NOW MY TEARS MAY FLOW FOREVER I GUESS WILL HAVE TO WAIT AND SEE IF MY PAIN LASTS FOREVER I'M SORRY FOR EVERY BODY BUT ME BECAUSE I'M ALREADY DIEING BUT YOU CANT SEE BECAUSE NOW YOU WORRIED ABOUT YOURSELF AND HOW YOUR GOING TO ESCAPE MY SEA OF TEARS