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by Jacquie Jul 5, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Crying loud but make no sound staring at the gift I've found wishing it could help escape but the promises i made are too great but feeling trapped in a dark abbyss waiting for the razors kiss my wrist is pounding it calls to me my vows and swears all fall to me remebering my lasting words thinking of ways to escape this hurt I can't do it like i used to But by now I'm too immune Many say it was jsut a phase But what i did is not a game I'm feeling trapped inside of this help me find my razors kiss