It creeps on you before it knocks on the door. You open it hoping to see Love but instead he's here. He pushes you aside and walks in. You try to kick him out, but ever time he finds a way back in. Taking over little by little, until he's the only thing you see. He is Depression, residing in your heart.
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My Thoughs
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This is of my thoughts, when I have something on my mind, I share it. Read if you want to read, but I don't w...
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There Inside
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This is a short story about a girl with multiple personality disorder.
WARNING: This does contain suicide.
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