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by devintwinkletoes Jul 22, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I think of dying, I think of crying, I think of lying, And saying I'm alright. I think of bleeding, I think of choking, I think of drugging, And how it's not right. I think of death, I think of my breath, I think of someone named beth, And how I'd ruin their night. If I thought of dying, And of crying, And lying, And all the rest, Would you have guessed? That I might be suicidal? That I might need an angel? And that i might be awful? So help me out and tell me I have no evil.