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I feed on pain in the stories I've told,
where I whimper and cry & was never bold.
I embrace the misfortunes happening,
that I forgot that I still got a shot at winning.
Barely waiting for the sun to rise,
For darkness of the night has sufficed.
-a.a
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YOU ARE READING
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
