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by lifelessdays11 May 22, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
If you only knew, you would be blue. The things I do almost everyday. The way I live in my shadow, day, by day, by day. If you only knew, the hate I feel, you would know that I'm for real. The days go by, and more scars and scratches appear, everytime I see them, I see a tear. The days go by, and you're still the way you are, but what will you feel, when I am way afar. Far, far away from the world we live, and down to the fires of hell, where thats where I will feel well.