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by Laura Nov 29, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
As i look in the mirror, i look into my eyes Trapped behind mascara all i find are lies. I try to wash the tears away but I'm left to cry inside after all the pain you brought after all the lies. I pull out my knife ready to end it all i only need two cuts then i should fall, I look into the mirror ready to say goodbye no more pain and no more lies.