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Sep 2019
it is not crying yourself beneath the sheets
or slowly fading away into the crowd
suppressing laughter
staying silent with the presence of souls
or even the drowning wallow of sadness
no.
depression is going through every single day of your life
smiling completely
functioning still
going through what is supposed to be
the happiest time of your life
and yet feeling nothing
just a hollow space between your chest
where the heart should have been
yne
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yne  dont belong to no city
(dont belong to no city)   
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