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Sep 2017
depression haunts me at night
I hide under the sheets,
I refuse to fight.

I fight back the tears
of so many dark years
death shall come, but it's life I fear.

running out of precious time
everything and nothing
on my dangerous mind.

prayers go up
Lord send me a sign
trying to keep the faith, before I commit a crime.
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ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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     Semihten5, Nico Julleza, Em MacKenzie and everly
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