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An Ode to Depression
Her soul, once whole,
Hollow like a cave,
Inching towards the grave.
Empty like the lies,
Told by her eyes.
They ask, "why all the pain? Are you insane?"
All my efforts in vain.
The simple key that will last a mile,
A fake and empty smile,
Trasparent, they say, elusive as ever
Telling her to live forever, never say never,
But her feelings, now here's a tw...
Thursday 5th July 2018 3:07 pm
Let's Play Pretend
Let's play pretend.
Let's pretend we know who we are,
Where we have been,
What we have seen.
Let's play pretend.
Let's pretend we care about life,
That we care for ourselves.
Dress up,
Make up,
Cock up.
Face the facts it's all a farce,
Life is not what we see.
Life is darkness
Black
Gone.
I can play pretend -
I am ok.
I a...
Sunday 22nd January 2017 1:38 pm
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