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by ~*Beautifully Broken*~ Mar 18, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I'm choking on my own lies, my breathe is running short, I lay there wishing I would die, how unbelievably great that would be, to not worry about anyone or anything, to not get your heart broken, or have yourself taken advantage of, just to be free of everything ~Please comment and vote, I always return the favor~