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depression


Pain is all I feel

even tho I dont feel it at all.

Its sad that even when you hurt yourself you dont feel anything.

you become so used to tears rolling down your cheeks that you hardly feel them anymore.

You get so depressed that you have to see your own blood dripping off your skin.

one cut, Two cuts, three cuts, four, next thing you know your already on the floor

bleeding out, crying, wishing anyone could save you, wishing anyone would love you,

but deep downyou know that no-one will and no-one does.Dont let this become your

life. Remember to put up a fight. Dont tell yourself it is all a game cause you will be

okay.You just have to be smarter than your own brain.

 

 

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