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Mar 2018
I'm feeling weak.
My arms are getting heavy,
I've been trying to hold myself up
In this sea called depression for so long.
I'm not sure if I have enough strength
to hold myself up anymore though...
I'm tired.
Maybe drowning,
can be my sleep.
How I feel
Taegan Green
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Taegan Green  15/F/Arkansas
(15/F/Arkansas)   
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