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by katie! Feb 23, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Cuts get closer to the vein Drugs are messing with my brain This what you did to me Now I'm dead yes dead you see Rotting slowly in the ground Having waited to be found Hanging from my bedroom ceiling Having lost all sense and feeling On my bed a single note Which that cold dark day I wrote Telling my family and friends "I've always loved you till the end..."