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Oct 2011
Depression is like being cast into
the depth of the sea,
It makes you wonder if anyone
with ever rescue me,
It keeps me awake at night,
when I am alone,
I cry into my pillow,
so no one will know,

Depression kills the person,
the spirit, and the life,
It takes out it sharp siring knife
and tried to end my life,

I pray every day and every night,
to The Lord,
that it never does more than it ever did before.

Depression takes away all happy thoughts,
and with this comes unhappiness and sadness,
and melancholy thoughts.

I am determine to be the victor of such a dreaded diseases
if only depression would leave me and allow me to be
me.
Lucie Elizabeth Ann Wesson
Written by
Lucie Elizabeth Ann Wesson  Evanston, Illinois
(Evanston, Illinois)   
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