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by Lithium Jan 23, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Everything’s a blur, As I look all around, My mind is puzzled, As I look at the ground, When I cut, I see no blood, No matter how deep I go, To much stress, To much confusion, I can’t handle it all, But then I feel pain, As I look at my wrist, See blood start to flow, As I am now, confused no more.© Samantha Jayne Reed Wrote on August 7th, 2004