In The Silence

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I take a glance, 
at the scars on my wrists
they tell me, 
it doesn't have to be like this
I want to talk, 
to let it out
but nobody is there to listen, 
even when I shout
depression is dark
so speak up
before it takes you away
and covers your mouth

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