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This is a poem I wrote about depression. I'm not going to say anything else about it, because I want you, the reader, to decide what it means. *This story is about depression, so if reading this might trigger something please don't read this. If you have depression find someone to help you*
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every day I'm left at a loss for words. ✘CW: mentions of suicide and self-harm © 2017-2023 alexxiajay, all rights reserved *i wrote this collection in 2017, i have only updated it recently. (fixed some grammatical errors, and changed a few things, but otherwise, i've tried to leave it true to form) *all images are from google, i do not own any of them

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