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Oct 2014
Pressing my lips in a thin line
I tilt my head back
Squeezing my eyes shut
Trying my best to hold back those angry tears
Caused by those around me
Who conjure up my fury
They make me wear it on my sleeves
It's obvious but to them it's the most oblivion
And they constantly send me back to that dark pace
Makes no sense I know. But what if the people around you were partially the cause of your depression? How do you deal? What do you do in tuff times?

I overheard someone close to me speak very bad about me. Do I cry? Do I retaliate? What do I do?
DarkDepriment
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     Alliana Griselle and Haydn Swan
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