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by Tammy Jun 18, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I feel that it's coming, The end should soon be near, I will leave this hell I live in, Along with everything I fear. This life that I live, Isn't worth the effort, It isn't worth staying, I only want to end it. The pain I feel everyday, Leaves me as only this, It leaves me as only flesh and blood, But above everything, as weakness. The weakness is inside me, It's running through me veins, Like the blood that pumps through my body, The weakness comes out by showing my pains.