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by ericka Jun 12, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / other
I try to tell you all my thoughts and feelings but in the end all i get is a beating i want to tell you you make me cry i want to tell you you make me want to die the yelling and screaming has caused me pain you laugh and giggle just like it's a game now I'm telling you that I'm done now I'm telling you I'm not having fun so I'm leaving this house without running I'm leaving this hell without crying I'm not going to tell you when i leave I'm not going to say good-bye because in the end i know you'll never cry