Jereldene Calvert Biography

They took my heart
They took my hand
They took me to
The promised land
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Bleeding gently
Screaming soft
No more breathing
Feeling lost
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I hate how you laugh when I cry.
I hate how you watch me bleed.
I hate how you cheat, then lie about it even when you know I know.
I hate how you give yourself scars 'just so we match'.
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Depression isn't something I like to talk about.
It always makes me feel small.

Depression can control me, for that I must be weak.
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The world is dark
For we are dark
The night is long
For we are weak
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