Depression

Wed, 01/29/2014 - 00:23 -- Raz Q.

Location

Depression

Intercepting the world's blessings

Depression

Deception at its highest form

Depression 

Dont think for a minute "my life is warm" cause its colder than an artic storm sometimes I wish I wasnt born

Depression

Never thinking you good enough

Depression

What is life and what is love?

Depression

Sometimes in need of a hug, somedays dont wanna get up cause life  is the meanest thug

Depression

make you wanna cock a gun

Depression

and put it to yo temple son

Depression

wanna hang yo head in the mud, and drag yo legs through the fire its nothing that you desire

Depression

 

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