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by Morgan Brittany Aug 6, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / other
My eyes are bloodshot, my cheeks are wet, and your just fine, is my best bet. my teeth are gritting, my hands are clenched, and my amount of tears, are not yet quenched. im shaking and rocking, in a corner of my own, it's dark in here, and yet agian, i'm alone. what to do, where to go, the question repeats, and i swear in my life, NOTHING completes.