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by {--pReTtY dUcKl!nG--} Oct 22, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Why are you mad? What did I do? Nothing except... Well,...love you. You call me names, You hit me too. You say I'm ugly, All I did was love you. I am tired, Can't take it anymore. You mumble "I love you," And walk out the door. I find a blade, Slice long and deep. I watch the blood, And weep and weep. You don't understand. You wonder why. But you hurt me, Then watched me cry. Now you're alone, And a bit confused. About why I did, What I had to do.