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by Seth Jan 25, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
This thing is a constant, it never swaggers, as if stabbed in the heart, by knives and daggers. It'll never stop, won't it please change, won't you help me, before I'm deranged. This thing is a constant, it never does miss, it's always, hit, hit, hit, why is it this?
by Joyce Duboise
good work