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Friday, April 20, 2007


   Flee
My weakened, heavy feet bound across the geen-brown grass, blanketed with midnight dew. Tears fly down my face and merge with rain drops, pouring from the sky. Screams and tears, a cry for help. Nowhere left to run from this broken, despressed world. Black hands grasp at my bare, vulnerable wrists, dying my skin. Pulling me into this state of depression. Their poison sinks in and flows into my blood. Faint, lying on the ground, I speak final words, before I fall into the back of my mind and into helpless non-existence. Never to escape from this dull depression and despair.


I don't know. I just suddenly became phenomonally depressed. Hmmm. That's really weird. Waaaah!!!! I don't like it here!!! T.T
-YoshikoKitten =^_^=

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