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the deed

That horrible deed which I have done
Can you ever forgive me
Depression has finally won
It is just like a flea
But instead of sucking blood its sucking my soul.

It has hurt you to
I hope we can move on past this
What is my life coming to
All I ever wanted was one kiss.

This horrible dead has ruined my life.
Written by fodrizzle98
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