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by kate Nov 21, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
This hurts like f**k, but its a release, because all the pain, has started to increase. All this time, you never knew, what i did, thats improper to do. The pain surrounds me, like the words you yell, my f**king life, is a living hell. I try to stop, but its no use, i had to cut, from the verbal abuse. its not like you care, its not your life, that has lots of scars, from a razor and a knife.
by Hannah Emellia
Nice. I liked it.