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by Kendra Feb 2, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
She kneels at her bedside Everynight and prays, She wishes for things to get better For each and everyday. Her heart is torn And she wants to say goodbye, But she hasn't the guts to do it But she can't keep living this lie. Her eyes are misty and dry As she sheds just one last tear, For she'll never have him to hold And never have him near. She'll try to live her life As normal as she can, But she's still trying to find someone Who'll safely hold her hand. Until then she'll continue this Praying beside her bed, And keeping her feelings locked inside Though not one more tear, shall be shed.