Depression

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A stone pitifully lands

Deep in my soul,

Grief-stricken feelings

Flow through me


Unanswered questions

Like, "What will I do"

Race through my mind

Like a stallion


The pain and misery

Has burned a deep hole

Inside my heart,

And won't be filled


The power of sorrow

Has befallen me,

The distress leaves me broken

On the inside


Leaving this ugly world

Sounds like the best choice

So my dangers won't follow me

Ever again

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