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Sep 2016
Depression eats at my heart,
And makes me feel hollow inside.

There is no hope my dears,
I can no longer see this light witch you speak of.

I'll let the darkness eat the very core of my soul.

I am covered in the very venom that took everything I believed in,
Bathing in it,
Drowning in it while I try to breath and keep my hope bright as the stars in the midnight sky.

These dark thoughts have taken my pride and honesty,
I am a liar and a coward now with a great sadness flowing over me.

Kiss me goodbye my dears because I am now one of depressions children.

Depression it has shut out the light,
Making me lose the battle I have fought for so long.
Oh, depression it does horrible things to thee.
AD Snail
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