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by Wasted Fake Smiles May 13, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Pain, Shooting through my body like lightning. Pain, Pulses through my veins. Pain, Clouds my vision. Pain, Makes my breathing harder. Pain, Makes my arms weak. Pain, Slows my heart. Pain, has killed me... PLZ RATE AND COMMENT!
by disturbed one
Ooh, thats deep =D im not sure why i read such an old poem but i wanted to see how much youve changed in the past 2 years, and its been rather....substantial 5/5