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It's kind of out there but it's a poem about my depression |
| Pain is nothing til you feel its true rath. Hurt is just an emotion till you're cut beneath the skin. Heartbreak is just a long lost thought til your heart is shattered to pieces. Strength is something you rarely think about til you can't get up off the ground. Life is something that doesn't matter anymore and Death becomes reality. Descions matter more often when your life is falling apart. Every wrong one makes another scar. All these things describe one thing. Depression. |