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by Isabella Dec 19, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I want to see. I want to cry. I want to bleed. I want to die. This is what the wind repeat, when I've been broken and deceived. I need to feel. I need to fly. I need to peal. I need to sigh. This is what the darkness say, when in it I lay.
by RainbowSlider
Hmmm, very interesting to read.
