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by Tirion Maria Oct 7, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Black ink tears Fall from the summit of my fears Shards of black glass Fall from the silk ribbons round my wrists. Leaving me empty Leaving me lost I'm strangled by thorns I'm tempted by Roses I wake to remember I'm not loved, I'm not cared for. I down in the depths of my own personal Hell You stole me hope of heaven Wrapped it in the blankets of my despair. Happy Times in my childhood Taken away till they are but memories Gone with your love Gone with my life.