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Dec 2013
You said it.
You finally said it.
Depression.
Was that so hard?
It's just a three syllable word
This time, the word didn't fall off your tongue
Dripping with disdain
And your eyes weren't glassy
And your body wasn't rigid
Your eyes were wild
But it rolled right off your tongue
What did it taste like?
Like freedom?
Because that's what it felt like to me
Brittani
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Brittani  FL
(FL)   
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