Given Up
I've given up
I guess this is the end of me
I can't take this torture any longer
Depression's hand takes hold of me
I don't care
I've been rotting inside a corpse's shell
Throat burning and increasing intense heat rapidly
I've given up
It seems clear to me that everyone sees nothing but flaws in me
My happiness is an inch while my sadness is a mile
I'm suffocating in their hatred
I didn't know they wanted me gone
It seems they would seem happier if I were
I've given up
The End
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Given Up, which
was posted on Nov 28, 2011 by
Lionsleeper.
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