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by Jackielynn Oct 7, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Crimson tears run down her arm as she cries herself to sleep every night she makes herself smile everyday so she can hide what she's feeling inside she's under high depression her life is quickly slipping away from her she doesn't know whats happening to herself she cant take the pain and confusion ** all the poems i write are about me and other people**
by Lutu
Feeling the same. Great poem