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by tanya Oct 11, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
I look into the mirror i see a face not of happiness of disgrace i turn to the table beside my bed pick up the knife thoughts running through my head i draw it to my wrists i cut so deep my blood seeps out i fall asleep i don not awaken from this sorrow i have gone i wont see tomorrow
by SadKuteAngel
:) love it :)