I gave you memories
You gave me pain
All i do is to live
But in vain
Tears fall
Pain rises
Confidence fades
When i need an aid
Someone to fix the broken wounds inside
To help me thrive
To give me life
At the point of a knife
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The Mask Of Depression
ŞiirMy life. My story. Little words. Huge meaning. The thought of being empty and lost in life. The pain lingering within. The mask that you wear so no one may know the pain that is faced by the solider who wears it. The short stories to make you cry. T...
