Dark Days -- Angst / Depression Poems
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This is where I dump all of my poems, that just came out of nowhere for no apparent reason. This is also a place where I can let out all of my feelings without shame. If you want a small haven in your small, rainy life, come, and let out your tears. Let us all read in depression together.
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