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by blackheartinlove Nov 20, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
She sits alone again, Another day wasted, She doesn't want to think anymore. Doesn't want to be threatened. She's alone, She's scared, She's not sure if she'll ever make it alive.
by Dani
Heh, aw. I likey, mikey;) (The mikey parts just so it'll rhyme..teehee) Keep up the kickbum work, and come check out mine!