seventeen • depressions

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I loved and I hated.
I laughed yet I cried.
I shout,
no sound comes out.

My mouth smiles - my eyes dull.
I try and I fail.
I feel all,
causing me to fall.

My hands - hands of a stranger.
My memories - memories of another.
Daylight is spare,
the darkness in my heart doesn't care.

Coldness,
Hate,
towards the body I used to call mine.

I've forgotten how it feels to be fine.

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