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Depression On the Street

Walking down The street I’ve got blisters on my feet Undoing my belt The most pain I’ve ever felt Hanging from a tree Is the perfect place for me The urge is thriving The only worry is surviving

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Tiffany Julius

Date: 7/22/2009 2:43:00 PM

i like this one,^^ its like u can almost picture it, though with few words, excellent, tiff

Veronica Joseph

Date: 7/20/2009 5:05:00 PM

ah we all feel like that, especially in the midst of heartbreak - Steve stay in the moment.

Debbie Guzzi

Date: 7/20/2009 5:51:00 AM

I think some of us are just wired to be too thoughtfull. Light & Love

James Fraser

Date: 7/19/2009 3:01:00 PM

Short, with many thoughts for the reader Steve>>James