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by brittany Nov 8, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The blade is dull, and my arm is red. This pain will never go away. The gun is empty, and my heart is loaded. This pain will never go away. The rope is tight, and my feet are dangling. This pain will never go away. The tub is full, and I can no longer breathe. This pain has finally gone away.
