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by .::BrokenHrt::. Jan 19, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Walking through for the last time Standing there in an empty room Memories flash through my head Crying alone in a broken home If fine means f u c k e d up its exactly wat i am cause the ones i love are no longer there used to smile, used to care used to worry and be happy dissolved into darkness I'll never be the same again the hate is just too far in the hurt, the lies the tears i've cryed My broken heart My scared soul Terrified of everything Shaking in my skin It's all of these things Running through my head...