End of black
I slowley sink
Into the darkness
Of my mind
The demons know me
They call me by name
But they don't care for me
For who could love
A depressed girl?
This poem is about:
Our world
I slowley sink
Into the darkness
Of my mind
The demons know me
They call me by name
But they don't care for me
For who could love
A depressed girl?
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