When I'm in this state of mind, I'm wishing I was blind. Sometimes life is more than pain, to me. I feel the power of my grief. Death would be such a relief. All the secrets that I hide, would die, with me.
Depression is my only friend. Will this torture never end? Let me carry on to dreamers sky. I keep crying in my dreams. Can you hear my endless screams? When I fade away, I fade away.
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Klasse.
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