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by ♥Oh... What a Perfect Tragedy I am♥ Jun 14, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
She’s lying there All alone Drowning in her misery. Hoping someone will soon save her, But no one doesShe takes out her razor. Only to cut her wrist, Just to dull the pain inside of her, Just for a while.She sighs as she watches the blood drip down her arm and onto the floor “Is this it? Is this the end?†She screams to the hateful world.She thinks that suicide is the way, The way for her to go To get away from the world of hate, Her family, And her few friendsI am still waiting for the day For someone to save me From this river Of my depression That just keeps pulling me underSo will you save me?