Amy Louise Kerswell (4/6/87 / Bath)
Nowhere left to fall
I have no where left to fall.
Except to the clutches of depression and suicide.
Oh my dear God how life can seem like a slide.
I can't fall anywhere soft.
I have no one to fall into their arms.
I can't be happy only sad.
But I don't really no why anymore.
In my heart my sadness is in store.
My life used to be mine.
Now it belongs to depression.
And the evil forces from beyond
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