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by *~~SEXC ME~~* Mar 21, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I'm Trapped behond these doors, I can't take this anymore, Please no more chores. My hands they badly ache, Your love for me seems so fake, I want to run but that wouldnt be any fun. Please stop ordering me around, Soon dead i shall be found.