Dear Fay,
Here's a poem. I don't really have much to say so here it goes, the poem, that is.
I want to protect her from the darkness that's lurking around, inside my soul
But, I'm in its dark clutches and it cannot let me go
I twist and I turn looking for an escape.
There are two options but which one shall I take?
In the morning I don't see her, but in the evening I do
Stuck in the screen I say to myself, 'she's miles away from you'
I always wish I were next her don't you see?
But alas, miles of land separate her from me
I want to protect her with all I have
That's all I want
I hope that I behave
So I hope this won't taunt
But, depression does
I drags you down
Like a foe or even a hoe
Scratching and screaming you think you'll drown
But it pulls you up again, only to start over again
Confusing your thoughts
Meddling friend and foe...

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Dear Fay
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