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It's all fun and games until someone gets depressed...

by david-messmer

Shame, Fear, Mistakes, and Blame; They're all games for fools. To me, it seems all the same, Like floating face down in a pool. I understand the need to feel. I understand you want something real. Don't stumble back into the pain. Take a few steps; walk out of the rain. Any plant needs rain and grows. I can trade your pain and give you a rose. Take my hand and I can show you the sunlight. I want to help you. I don't want to fight. Don't stay in the rain too much longer. I know One who is much stronger. He can take your burdens, and set you free. I know that depression. It's no place you should be.
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