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by Roxy Oct 9, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
My eyes are heavy my soul is weak i wipe away the tears that are running down my cheek. your pictures on the floor by my bed theres fresh blood on the razor its blood that Ive shed. times got rough when u left me behind now i miss more then ever so much in diein. my eyes are getting weak and it will soon all end cause my life cant go on without my best friend.***plz r/c***