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Feb 2015
But my love, nobody is meant to be as depressed as you are.*


            Then why do they continue      
             To write when I can't.
             I lack inspiration but they don't.
             I hardly like their posts,when I exist within their reality.
           let my heart be depressed
           With their art.
I don't understand what I'm saying. I belong in a mental institution with poets who dream realities of death.
Daniella Star
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Daniella Star  Somewhere in Africa
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