Depression#1

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A gaping hole in my heart

The hate , the doubt, the anger

To me its all one feeling

Depression

We shut out the world

Because we dont know what to do

It makes us bitter

Makes us hate

Theres alot that takes away the pain

But it never seems to work

So we run. We hide

We hide in the gangs

We hide in the drugs

We hide in the cuts

But depression always finds you.

Its a gaping hole in my heart

And it only grows deeper

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