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You can only take so much... but how do you know when it's been enough? Depression is winning this battle. But it's okay... I'm used to losing.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy - Words: 48 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 2 - Published: 07-15-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2697528
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I'm tired of this life.
I'm tired of this town.
I pick up the knife,
Then I put it back down.
I'm tired of the lies.
I'm tired of the truth.
I'm tired of these ties.
I'll end it with my youth.
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