Poem: Riddles!

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I am gloomy

I'm often not seen in public

For years, I make people miserable

I cause mysterious cuts to appear on wrists or thighs

I drive people to suicide

I make people lose intrest in what they love

I'm only seen in private

What am I?

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I am Depression

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