Not Worth It
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'You okay?'
Is the words we hear get repeated and repeated yet we lie to not have to explain our sadness. Those words haunt us as we are afraid that someone will soon find out.
Here's my story of my long depression which once made me say...
'I wonder what's it's like to be gone?'
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