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Depressed

My minds all messed

I’m feeling depressed

All dragged out

Hearts screaming out

No one hears the pleas

No one hears the cries

The pleas of wanting good

Hoping some good will occur

The cries for the times

The times that once were

Good times

Used to be all mine

Now bad times

Is all I can find

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ryan-king
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Published
Nov 9, 2010
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