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by BeautifulLetdown Sep 1, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The last night. This is the last night, of me telling the cold steel my problems, always turning to it for answers, seems like its my only friend. This is the last night, of him saying he loves me, then hurting me, leaving marks. This is the last night, of me wanting to die, wanting to let go of everything, forget it all. This is the last night.
by Georgia
I hope ur not thinking of leaveing... i know that feeling all to well but thanks 4 the comments no i would never ask u 2 tell because i no i never would but thanks xx
by Kyle
Good poem! but its sad. i give it a 5/5
