Another Fistfull of DepressionA Poem by ASHLEYI'm not depressed, i never am. but this one came to me the other night, i was staring at the ceiling with my contacts out and my sister said there was a spider, but i couldnt see it. lol.Empty gazes wasted
On the unforgiving ceiling. The answers were never written In blood as i hoped theyd be. The answers to yours and mine Our problems you cant deny You keep them hostage In the cold prison of your heart Just wait and see When you turn into me © 2008 ASHLEYReviews
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2 Reviews Added on June 21, 2008 Last Updated on June 21, 2008 AuthorASHLEYMagicland, WAAboutIm a girl. Im an amatuer but i never had a problem with my poems My friend made me sign up. ENJOY! more..Writing
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