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by Resplendant Rose Apr 15, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Holding this blade in my hand just trying to understand why aren't I happy just like I'd planned? Still, this pain flows deep cuz of all the secrets i keep I walk tall and act strong but all I want to do is weep In your strong arms is bliss as i lean into your warm kiss but when I'm alone in the dark I fall back into the abyss
by Darien
Yeah, depression. You really can't rely on someone to make you happy all the time, because it ends up, you're just using them. A really good poem, I liked the first one I read best.
by tiffany
Wow.. that is reallly good!