Quick sand

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She reached out to nothing
The air passing through her fingers as she tried to hold unto something
Passersby didn't realise her slipping they weren't aware of the girl struggling to reach out and hold unto something
She tried to cry for help but the sand got into her mouth preventing her from crying
Her throat felt dry and dirty
For all the trials is this how she will end with no one noticing her try?
She thrashed around to try to get out but the more she tried the deeper she sunk
She waved her hands for help but no one realised
She finally gave up so she let her self fall deeper as the sand buried her deep
She took her final breath
They claimed she didn't call for help but they were to blind to notice.

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This is about depression and people not noticing someone is depressed

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