Gone

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I laugh,

But it is not real.

Listen carefully, it's

Broken.

No longer full of happiness,

Light and joyful,

But stiff and forced,

Fake.

I smile,

But it is a mask.

Hidden from sight is my

Depression.

No longer bright,

Lively and infectious,

But  tightlipped and effortful

Tiring.

The spark in my eyes absent,

The bounce in my step missing,

The warmth in my touch lost,

The hole in my heart empty.

My hope for life,

Gone...

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