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May 2014
Life sometimes can be a weight
Too heavy to bear, until we are
Crushed under the force, it drains
Life, thought, energy till there is
No willingness anymore.

And with that last lift to push it
Crests above us, we fall further till
there is no more, and then the life is
Empty. We find are selves thinking
Thoughts that we wouldn't have before,

That thought is with us where ever
We go, till that time are last breath
Leaves, the weight is lifted we are
Free in a sense once more...
The weight of depression is to heavy for some..
Poetic T
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