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The blue skies you always see are grey skies for me. Call me colour blind, go ahead! I keep on telling myself that too. Everyday gets a little bit harder. I already told myself I'm gonna live, and I have so many reasons to do so. But I just can't...I can't see a brighter day, and I havn't in a while. These grey skies are slowly turning into black. And all I need is a little blue sky to puch it's way into my life, and maybe with that I'd be alright.
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The Depressed Life (Book of Poems, Quotes, and Rants)
RandomThis is the sequel to the book 'Depression Poems and Quotes'! *ONLY READ IF YOU HAVE DEPRESSION, YOU SELF HARM, ARE SUICIDAL, ETC. OR IF YOU'VE HAD EXPERIENCE WITH IT* I wrote all of the poems and rants unless said otherwise! But the quotes are...
