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by LKA Dec 5, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
We're stuck inside, This world, No place to escape to, No place to hide. Everyone here, Seems to be living a lie, Everyone here, Just wants to die. I try to help them, I want to make them better, Let them know im here, Let them see a sunny kind of weather. They cut so deep, Watching their blood drain, Im not sure how, They can endure so much pain. Its almost like a storybook, Everything so perfectly f u c k e d up, Its almost like a fairytale, Without the happiness. F r a c t u r e d f a i r y t a | e . . .