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by Smeagol Apr 9, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Everyone thinks I\'m fine I\'ve never felt more alone inside i cant let anyone see me cry or see the razor marks on my thigh cigarette burns on my wrist belt whips add a real a sick twist,.. choke marks around my neck Burning my doll with a lite cigarette darken my lips and black my eyes sew up my mouth so it speaks no lies i cant carry on living this way when i grab the gun and turn your way just stand back and let me die so i won\'t have to let you see me cry...