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Can't Shake The Depression
Crawl in insecurity
To the corner
In the dark
Lines run down your face
Where the tears
Had left their mark
Your paroxysm
Scares me
Your words
Corrode my ears
Such negativity
Built up
Over the years
Mind so dark
And poetry deep
Written heart felt
With the words
You weep
How you turned this way
No one could tell
But what i do know is
You must be
Going through hell
