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by Casey Mar 12, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
A broken heart an endless lie going through each day trying not to cry. A cut up wrist A tear stained face running from youself losing an endless race. Never being happy always being hurt people making you fell about as useful as dirt. Day after day cut after cut tired of everything finally giving up. Walking to the coubard taking out the pills knowing an overdoes a lot of times kills. Falling into darkness letting go of hate know only that suicide was your fate.