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Feb 2016
Face first crash,
****** mouth full of gravel,
some say this is how depression hits you.
Others say it is like
a freight train
that collides into them head first
and smashes them against the tracks,
Leaving bits and pieces of themselves
in places they don't belong.
Face first crash into depression,
so unexpected,
always hurts the most.
Meghan Marie
Written by
Meghan Marie  CIncinnati, Ohio
(CIncinnati, Ohio)   
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