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Dec 2014
They think I'm "fixed"
because of therapy, treatment
funny, depression isnt just some skit
it's an illness, and no, it doesn't end.

Silly you, you think I'm fine
you're outside my walls
can't cross this line
happy on the outside
Inside I'm aching to die.
Hunter Bacon
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Hunter Bacon  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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