Monday, July 20, 2009

Crying makes me heartache
sleeping dreaming of our past existence
suicide Im afraid to the place i will be going
pills don't help
crying like a river is pointless
Siting waiting wishing
again & again I hope to be set free
don't torture me anymore
i am going berserk
No matter how sad am I
I wont shed,
but how long can I bear

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