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Mar 2016
My heart is breaking
I thought it had already broken
I thought the damage was done
but my heart feels like an open wound
bleeding, pulsing, and hurting.
The pain continues on,
the confusion and tears blur my sight
my mind is foggy
and I yearn to give up the fight.
My hopes are dying
I've lost my drive
I've lost my light
and there is no end in sight.
For those of you who've suffered or are suffering depression, hang in there.
Written by
Sarah Marshall
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   Gidgette
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