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by Ashley Thrall Jan 26, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Every night I pray as I cry myself to sleep... "Oh, god when will my sorrows end?...When I'm dead right?" Tempting blade, running across my chest... Screaming, yelling in my ears... Doing everything I can to please you.. It's hard to sleep All the pain slipping away in my dreams... Then my dreams become part of my sorrows.