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Sep 2013
That cold dark day
the day I lost my soul
I did not care
for I was hurting inside

When I am down
in sorrow I drown
not coming up for air
I loose the plot and swear

My manic depression destroys me
and I get so ****** angry
I try to curb the rage
but yet it comes out on my page

I hate myself with tears in my eyes
and I so can't wait to die
so waiting to die
so wanting to die


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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