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by Cady Jan 29, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Its time like these, when I hear the thoughts, should I kill myself? Or should I not? Its time like these, when I feel I am to drown, but no one can help me, change my frown, So this is all I ask, from your heart to mine, tell me that you love me, So I can hear it one last time, remember me always, keep me in your heart, this way if Im in heaven, we still wont ever part, tell me everyday, how your doing down there, so I will remember that you, were the only one that ever cared. katie 2005, (C) Copyrighted.