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dear depressionDear depression, / I was 11 when you forced yourself on me. You never introduced yourself or even as
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surviving deathwaiting for death... / the empty bottle of pills layed on my bedside table, / so much pressure in my
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my prisonMy bedroom is my prison. / I am locked up with high surveillance. / My guards watching my every move
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ode to suicideto those who say suicide is selfish and cutting is pointless, / understand you can never comprehend
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loveNobody ever taught me how to love myself. / I was never told to love the way my hair falls into ligh
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my oxygenwhen i get this bad i feel like i'm trapped in a room and i'm running out of oxygen. / my breathing
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ruined livesIs it rape if you don't put up a fight or scream? / But you said stop, / and they didn't. / But you
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letter to my motherdespite what others prefer to believe, all women can be mothers. / but not all mothers can be matern
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trying to forgetAs the rain pelts my skin / I try to forget about what you all did / As your foreign hands invaded m
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would you care?If I told you that you were the first one of 7 / would you care? / If I told you that it took me mon
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