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Nov 2015
Emotions flow through our mind like a locomotion. Constantly and consistently making stops to pick up and drop off its passengers at various stops. Whether be the heart, beating behind the breast or in the mind making its host blind to the world that you no longer know. Emotions are great things if you know how to manipulate them, but alas man has not come to terms with these mental giants. Unable to tame the things that define us as human has been man's greatest downfall. Ailments such as depression have risen from darkest corners of the mind, inflicting massive damage to both man's psyche and heart. Depression being the dark cloud that follows its host from place to place, makes its victim suffer beyond question. Pain not only courses through the mind, but through the chest as well, leaving its host's heart a desolate wasteland, a shell of its former being. Latching itself to the very thing it needs to survive, killing it slowly and thoroughly.
Kyle Janisch
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Kyle Janisch  27/M
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