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by x h e RR y L Aug 27, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The fact that i was lonely Was nothing for you to worry But Mum, your boyfriend is hurtful And was never sorry You watched his fist Hit me in disgrace Just being sad From the tear that was running down my face My eyeliner was ruined All the black on the side of my cheek You Treated me like i was nothing I'm supposed to be your antique You watched me cut my wrist And Hear the dripping of my blood You Walked in my puddles As if they were nothing but mud// this was a moment i risked //