And depression decides to slap me in the face , with all it's grace. I call out for someone , yet no one hears my plea. Alone again with all my sins . I will wait and observe , never to be heard . Quite to comfort me..
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Poems Of a Dark Angel
PoésiePoems I've made. Keep in mind , a lot of these may be depressing because my best work is when I'm about to have a mental break down . So if you can't Handel depressing things , don't read this book. ~ Jenx
