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depression stalker
written by Schizophrenic_broken08:35 PM 11/8/04D ead in the night, I stalk
E nough for people to talk
P rehaps it's ok for them to see
R etarded freak, yes that's me
E verynight I follow you there
S tarted from a stupid dare
S easons pass, I'm lost so deep
I stalk and walk but I can't sleep
O n and on, I've got you know
N ever again, I don't know how |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by DevilKisses4u (11-8-2004 - 08:41 PM)
| aw thats spiffyness. nice poem. *Heather* |
by Genocide Reaper (11-8-2004 - 11:19 PM)
| Wicked. And when I say wicked. That means you get a cookie and gold star.. Or chained to my bed room wall. Which ever prize you chose. xD |
by bloodlyvalentine (11-9-2004 - 08:06 PM)
| lol, my wall's to full for anymore people to be chained to it, damnit! |
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