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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1675613

A poem about depression

Icicle daggers through my heart,

Crush my soul, drain my lifeblood,

Wither my spirit.

I am lost.

Adrift in the vacuum,

Far from the reach of any.

Fading slowly away to death,

yet never attaining its release.

Just drifting away,

Losing all substance, all will, all care.

Alone in my sorrow.

Falling, Fading, Crumbling, Crying
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