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by Jennifer Dziak Jan 2, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Those few bad days Blossomed into this Something much greater With so much anguish It began maybe 3 three years ago or so She started to lose This battle of words Hopes and dreams Have fallen and faded Purely broken screams Softly sedated She steps into this life One she feared before She's too tired to fight Or to struggle anymore Three years or so ago She may have tried But today she is weak And empty of pride She steps toward the edge And lifts up her hands closes her eyes.. and jumps to The End.