by Shirelle Nov 21, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
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You abuse the fact that you have me, you take advantage of my body. I'm all messed up all in side. I can't even remember the last time you made me smile. Every time you lie and you try to cover up you lies you make wanna go my separate ways. Next time you swear at me like that or ignore me you'll regret it and no longer would we be we. |