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by NeilJWhite Nov 29, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
*~* I feel the lingered pain, beating my muscles to the pulp, I am becoming. The familar icy wind, blow my face, as i push this agony, out of my mind. Every single minute, they're in my life, I have - that that, Lingered Pain. *~* by Neil .J. Miles