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Feb 26, 2008 02:39

there's times like these that make me still wish for death to come swiftly and painlessly. when the depression raises its head and darkens every mood. when everything feels hopeless, and future seems blank and miserable. when I wish for someone, anyone to be there for me.
call this a cry for attention; it just might be. but every word I speak is true. I wish the end was nearer than it is.
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