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Braclets cover my once bleeding wrists
Covering the scars of my fucked up past
Things are getting better day by day
But that probably wont last
Im sinking from the weight of my insecuritys
Drowning from my depression
And i cant even swim away...
YOU ARE READING
Depression Days: A Book Of Poems #Wattys2016
PoesíaPoems I've written myself **TRIGGER WARNING**
