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by CC Mar 23, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
You have made it angry, Years of torture reinforce years more, Unleashing it, hes inside of me. I can feel him clawing at my emotions, Playing with them, toying with my boundaries. Hes but a perfect monster, He lights a fire, Burning me from the inside out. The flames ride my last walls of sanity, They burn and fall within me. Leaving a stench of failure, One so great it shall not be forgotten, You all shall remember me for my failures. Not for the accomplishments that I have never accomplished.