I really want to die.
But I'm scared.
I really want to cry.But I "never cared".
I feel like my heart is slowly dieing.
And my brain is really trying, to keep my sanity.
Because my life is profanity.
It hurts to live.
And I have no love to give.
So what's the point now.
When happiness and love is gone and I'm just a sow.
I die.
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A Girl
RandomI'm not majorly depressed, just have a prevalent interest in horror gothics, ect.