Here’s a poem about depression I thought up the other day…
What to feel
Is this real
Tired of life
Where’s the knife
Take me home
Skies of chrome
Foggy rain
Not again
Uhhhhhhhhhh
Here’s a poem about depression I thought up the other day…
What to feel
Is this real
Tired of life
Where’s the knife
Take me home
Skies of chrome
Foggy rain
Not again
Uhhhhhhhhhh
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