I wanna vomit. I'm so pissed, my hand seizures...its only desire to hit someone, something, anything. I wanna cry. And so....it all comes back to me in a tidal wave...depression. Oh, how could I ever forget the ghost that stalks me everywhere I go? Hiding in the shadows. When I'm struck by sunlight, I feel like its gone away, only at one point to
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