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Sep 2018
Recently I've been fighting depression,
I learned it's as dangerous of all known weapons,
It made me question everything i am,
It made me feel less of a man,
self inflicted doubts of feeling worthless,
I let myself cry just so it hurts less
I've been to the bottom before but could always see the top,
But this time i went straight through and i didn't stop,
i was alone floating in a space of hurt,

i couldn't see what i was fighting
But i felt how deep they cut.
freakysmind
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