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May 2016
I've been consumed by all of this negative poison
Wearing all black, it is what my soul has turned in
Left alone in a box, with all of these emotions
Glitter, Sparkle, Shine has gone with the ocean
In need of a friend, or maybe a potion
I drown in these tears, along with my fears
Yet walk around with a smile, so no one will notice
My mind has been lost, I can barely focus
Body so cold, my heart has been frozen
If I hit rock bottom, being broken, won't be the problem
My depression.. Seems to be my creative motivation..
Written by
SaturnKnight
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