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by John123 Dec 22, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Bleeding myself again As i start to cry With bloodied wrists I have not a friend I don't know why With angry fists I will never mend Can't keep up this lie And telling myself this I hope this will end and i will die I doubt I'll be missed
by Carrie
I can really relate to this poem alot! Keep them coming!-Carrie
by Knoxy
hey...i know how you feel on this one..and it totally sux...but you will be missed...if you ever need a friend..i'm here for ya...good job! keep it up...take care..luv alwayz knoxy