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Apr 2017
Here I am
It's quite now

And all I can feel
Are tears falling down

They are in a race you see
Which can caress my lips first

Streamers of shame
Rivers carrying my pain

It's off to the races
My face becomes a tidal wave

This floor is a pool
Water engolfing exahusted hands covering face

Even if I bend and break
There's no leaving this place.

So I melt into my deepest fears
Stuck in my own disgrace

#depression
Written by
Nicole
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