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The Tree I feel the rope against my neck
They say I am a witch
As if they have proof.
All I do is heal
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Death Poems | Posted: 07/31/2005 @ 2:16pm |
One Day Remembering the past,
Rejecting the future,
My life is a blur.
Too slow: Too fast.
Maybe it’s not movi... |
Depression Poems | Posted: 07/17/2005 @ 11:55am |
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