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I am too tired to think,
Problems too deep, I just let myself sink.
I am too tired to fight,
There's still plenty of trials ahead but I already lost might.
Kill me instead,
for even though blood still runs in my veins,
I consider myself dead.
-a.a
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A Depressed Poet
PoetryPoems 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
