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Aug 2017
when the lights go out
the dark parts of my thoughts come out

a weapon to fight them i am without
they attack me with force, i am filled up with doubt

a silent cry for help i shout
but nothing becomes of it, they will always surmount
yeah it's about depression
rosalind
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rosalind  F/Canada
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