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Sick.

Depression again.

"Son, do you know i still love you?"

Really?

Tell me then:

The pain and the sorrow,
The repetition of that times;
The unstopping condemnation,
And the fact of no one to trust.

Beaten, forced, hurt and then taken advantaged of,
Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere;
No more acceptance, no more,
No more dignity.

No place to show a face,
No confidence to show the world;
No more purity, no more,
No more hope.

I miss thee presence,
I miss the time when i was more innocent;
I miss the time when i didn't struggle,
I miss the time when i was free

But here i am,
Asking what did i ever do to deserve this,
Asking what would ever make me forget,
This pain.




-i'm bleeding. Bleeding my love out.-

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Crash.

What did i do to deserve this again?

Sigh.



-emo-

Good question...

...

Nothing.

Lotsa stuff to do!

stressed...



Mood swings, happy sad angry emo happy bored emo.

Church camp.

JS Reu.

Work busy season.

Impending college registration and entry.

...

Let's go.