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by Monica C Oct 14, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Holding my breath, Lungs bursting with stale air, As your ice cold words pierce my broken heart, Bleeding from its open wounds, Gasping for air, I\'m drowning I\'m my own pain, You once held me in your arms, Kissed me, Loved me, Left me all alone, Used me, Is that all I\'m worth? I\'m less valuable to you than your shadow, Now I\'m sitting alone, In my room, In the dark, Blood red tears, Cold as ice run down my face, Painted with a broken smile,I used to know who i was...