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by AmazinglyEmpty Jul 16, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Sitting here, I think real hard, Drinking yet another, here. Don't do it, I say, It's not worth it, You don't have to live this way. Too late, it's gone, Just like my life, Oh what did I do wrong? There's so much here, Like people who care, There's nothing you should fear. I grab another, And down it quick, What makes you care, I wonder.