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Depression is coming back,
It's creeping up my spine.
Though they think everything is normal,
I'm not really doing fine.
My self hatred is strong,
And my wish for death draws nearer.
Why can't I love the image in my mirror?
My eyes are losing their light,
My heart feels dark and cold.
The depression is returning,
You can see it in my eyes,
Though no one will comfort me because
They can never hear my cries.
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Poem by me
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Poetry
PoetryMostly my own poetry, I might add some other poems as well. I will let you know whom the poems are written by, I hope you all enjoy.
