To depression.
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Roses are red; Violets are blue. I am in love with the things that you do. Rubies are red;
The silence is ear shattering I’m trying to fight the urge. The blackened, burnt walls are gla… Through the eyes filled with furio… anger and scorching hatred.
It’s all about the way you love me… The way you hold me; the way you kiss me; the way you press your body agains… the way every breath is timeless.
I want nothing more than to ly in the street, with hot rivers of tears rushing down my face, and the cold flow of
A bitch, a whore, a slut. They wonder why she cuts? As she picked up the blade, she thought her scars would never… But slowly they did,
Remind me why I’m still alive. Make me feel something real. Wake me up inside;
Lips to lips; tongue on tongue. A thousand words are being sung. Hand in hand;
Butterfly, butterfly. Delicate an… Butterfly, butterfly. Please stay… Butterfly, butterfly. Young and n… Butterfly, butterfly. Please do n… Butterfly in the sky, flying up so…
I couldn’t sleep, I knew I would only get up in a few hours, at day-break, and look into the mirror just to criticize my self and hate what I see.... I knew I would go through the day ...
I’m broken, bruised, worthless, fa… a failure, a disappointment and di… a hollow shell, a lonely girl, abu… scared, non existent, useless, wea… shaking, trembling, anxious, scarr…
He’s won’t let me put myself down. He won’t let my smile be replaced… He cares about my values and respe… When I say “I’d rather not talk a… He is there for me until the end.
The moment your heart skips a beat… And yet, we always manage to get m… like a fall right next to a jagged… hitting the sides of it that jut a… And yet, the burning flames which…
Unresponsive to your caressing emb… I’m unable to feel your gentle tou… Neglecting each word you whisper i… I’m incapable of ceasing to cry, a… Dying from the numbness which swal…
...but who could possibly love a b… a hollow shell that slips her thro… a fallen angel that cries at night… a worthless failure who cannot eve… ...but who could possibly love an…
Lying awake at 3:19. Listen closely; hear the crickets… In the morning, at the break of da… the birds awake to sing their song… Outside your window the trees star…