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by Ana Weller Jun 6, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Dear Suicidal Me, I'm writing this letter, Just to tell you that My life isn't getting any better, It's as simple as that. I can't tell you how many tears, Have fallen from these eyes, All these nightmares about life's greatest fears, And life's greatest lies. I wish it wouldn't end, like it's about to I just can't, for myself, fend, Like I used to. So I'm writing this letter, telling you why this must be, My life isn't getting any better, This is just what I want you to see. So farewell to my old self, Farewell to you, Just another book lingering on the shelf, Good-bye, Good-bye; forever, too. Sincerely, Innocent Me. Please comment and vote! Thankies!