deepening depression; insecurity creeping close behind it. I crawl along the floor beckoning for help please someone pick me up lend your hand lend your ear hear my cry s hear my please.these words from myself, these words from them, they cripple me so. I drag along the floor pick me up help me up from the darkened corners of my own mind, and lift me to my feet into the light that i so dearly miss.and ill thank you for all this bliss.
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ill talk about some things about today and some stuff that is just purely random.
Figth for our freedom! cause do you think we're actually free? And then we can finally help others. If they need and want it.
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