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by Em Jul 9, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
When you said it'll be okay I believed in you Now I don't know what to say And I don't know what to do The cold feeling is getting stronger The dark is coming soon I can't hold it any longer I cry under the moon I hate to be trapped in this nightmare This nightmare we call life I try to don't care When my blood is coming from the knife My life will end now but I'm not sad Because I can't be sad over something I never had