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He comes and goes A man no one really knows He’s there when you’re alone Still as a stone Sadness he detects And closer he gets He’ll devour you slowly And takes your mind wholly  You deter him from time to time Yet he’s always there, just waiting to climb He whispers things, Bad things that’ll break your wings  Sometimes he’ll whisper the sweetest things Oh, what a joy that brings He offers you freedom And acts like a beacon You’re afraid to take it Fear to fall in that pit Be strong you must Don’t listen and trust For he’ll absorb positive emotion Slowly pushing you to the ocean Be careful around him Don’t let yourself take the swim.
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 2:11 AM UTC
His name is Depression
He comes and goes A man no one really knows He’s there when you’re alone Still as a stone Sadness he detects And closer he gets He’ll devour you slowly And takes your mind wholly  You deter him from time to time Yet he’s always there, just waiting to climb He whispers things, Bad things that’ll break your wings  Sometimes he’ll whisper the sweetest things Oh, what a joy that brings He offers you freedom And acts like a beacon You’re afraid to take it Fear to fall in that pit Be strong you must Don’t listen and trust For he’ll absorb positive emotion Slowly pushing you to the ocean Be careful around him Don’t let yourself take the swim.
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 2:11 AM UTC
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