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by Emma Feb 18, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
It falls from my eye slowly finding its way down my face and when it finally meets my lips another will take its place. Each one has a short life but many lives do i give by the time one has come to an end another begins to live. I let my lips take in the taste of my sadness and anger its the only way to release my feelings so I'll cry a little longer.