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That secret place in my brain where my soul sleeps when the beast of depression comes out. When the black beast of depression does come, it's simply death while living.
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Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 4:18 PM UTC
Death While Living
That secret place in my brain where my soul sleeps when the beast of depression comes out. When the black beast of depression does come, it's simply death while living.
mike-jewett
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Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 4:18 PM UTC
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