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Mar 2017
Depression is a war.
You can win or you can die.
It's a gun shooting off and hitting you in the heart
The gunpowder is the blood.
The sound of my heart breaking

Crushing my hopes and dreams
And everything I wanted to be
You were everything to me
But I was nothing.

The difference between you and me is that
while I was saving you
You were breaking me
You moved on but I was still here
Waiting..

I'm am the titanic you are the iceburg
Glossy but deadly
I held so many opportunities and you were there to sink them all
Thanks for letting me fall you left so quick I couldn't even hang on…

Depression
Written by
Cheyanne Markley
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   Destiny Thompson
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