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Jun 2018
You won't find me complaining  about being alone,
You couldn't picture me praying for anyone,
someone to just come home.

You won't find me hiding in my room,
You couldn't picture me trapped inside this bed like tomb.

You wont find me...
You couldn't find me.

You won't find me,
You couldn't picture me, depressed.

Depressed,
a word I'll never be,
lies.

Lies hide behind the tear you won't find,
Depressed,
YOU WONT FIND ME
Ana S
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Ana S  My mind
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