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The Fade

AlissaTimberlake

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AlissaTimberlake

depression findyoulight

As the day goes by the light fades to grey, When you see the faint of light then its time to fight.
This poem is about depression, as the days and years creep away we find ourselves in a depression which seem like were surrounded in nothing but black, that's all the bad energy, but when you see that faint of light then its time to fight back to be bright.  Use this source that's your light do things that make you happier, to push away that dark light. And before you even know it you're rose will be bright blood red again.All Rights Reserved

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Realities by ShelbyWinds

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i like to burn things by alexsscholz

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My Poetic Finery by mimiegwapa

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My Silenced Cries by Love_Albrecht

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The Beauty of the Dark by TwoFacedAngel9

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Four Days in Recovery by nessiehanon

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Mr. Cold-hearted by dayellisdiz

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Realities cover

i like to burn things cover

My Poetic Finery cover

My Silenced Cries cover

All The Signs That Lead Us Here!Depressed State Of Mind Part 2; cover

Restarting cover

The Beauty of the Dark cover

Someone New cover

Four Days in Recovery cover

Mr. Cold-hearted cover

Realities

What is real? I know what I saw and experienced, but THEY say it isn't real, that it never happened. THEY say that I'm here for my own good. Who are THEY? Why do they get to decide? I'm so tired I just want to go home...how can I go home?