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by xEmmax May 8, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I called to you When I was breaking A moment of sweeping desperation Gripped me so tightly I was shaking I held out my hand When I was afraid My wrist so swollen and bruised A dangerous decision I willingly obeyed I smiled from the icy water When I was screaming You thought I was waving to you You waved back But I was drowning I thought of you When I took them Each tiny white pill so innocent So deadly Like poison I whispered to you When I was crying Tears of crimson fell fast This was the truth I was dying