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It was a dark and stormy night. I was born. I am continually amazed at the journey I am on. |
You told me not to worry
No one gets out alive...
In one of my darkness days
I asked "What is it you see in me?"...
As time goes by
it is darkness which provides peace...
I am just a part
of who I am...
I think I was
born in Hell...
I could barely see you through my tears
Holding you in my arms...
You were my first love
You were perfect...
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I've never been able to figure out if my depression causes my screwed-up life, or my screwed-up life causes my depression. |
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I always hoped I'd figure out who I am someday. I hope it's soon, I think I'm running out of time. |
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I know who I never was. I am clueless on who I will become. |