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by eliza Aug 12, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The pain that is inside me is like a big red stain and no one will know my name like its a game My life is in a frame nothing outside will change it Its harder then going on a diet its not even worth trying You don't see until I cry and you don't ask why and you don't care why your the reason why I cry