That cut on her face,
Oh please why dont you ask,
Ask of its little tale,
She might lie at first,
You just have to dig deeper,
And all the secrets will just pour,
That cut appeared,
Just for you to notice,
So she could see,
Wether you cared or not.
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Anxiety Wants To Be Depression
PoesíaYou know those things you hear or maybe the things you think, Well those things have joined together, They wanted to be clear, Can you deal with this? They know u can't. Anxiety wants to be Depression don't you think? Fight it, But how, Fight it no...
