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Depressed Poetry sometimes we're happy
sometimes we're sad
but life goes on right?
but all i can think about
is how we once were
so wrapped up in eachother
our love never broken
but now
it just can't be the same
we've been to/rn a p a r t
we've both
f
a
l
l
e
n
deeply
In this puzzle
that I call us
the pieces were ripped a p a r t
now together again
we try to make it fit
but nothing can be how it once was
theres a missing piece
that we both hide from ourselves.
How long can I go on pretending?
Telling myself I'll get over it
hiding this pain
that just never leaves
