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by xEmoXGurlx May 8, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Tick, tick Goes the clock Drip, drip Goes my tears Red tears, bloody tears Tears cried from Open wrists Wrists that pain opened Pain kept inside Kept inside for far too long Pain, Pain There goes my pain Inside pain made less By pain outside Pain, Pain Go away Come back never again ~~~This was my fist poem. plz Tell me wat u think!~~~
