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Mar 2018
Isn't it enough?

Pulling me into the dark hole,

I guess its just rough,

Living longer

Juster to suffer,

From things You don't see,

But can hurt you mentally,

I want to see,

Above that raincloud,

I want to be free,

From this depression that holds me,
I dont know
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grey  15/F/A small town
(15/F/A small town)   
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