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Depression, you make it easy for me to die.
And as my bestfriend, i'm wondering why.
You are happy seeing me suffer,
Isolating myself, delaying every opportunity,
You cheer when I stop to buffer.
-a.a
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A Depressed Poet
Thơ caPoems that can relate to your cries in the corner. I'll be your friend in those sleepless nights. "And now, depression, you creep in when I'm all alone, Found everywhere in the notes of my phone." -a.a
