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Mornings
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Depression/Suicide/Etc. Long hard days go by so slow
I lack the energy to pass them by
I wake in early morn to a blanket of snow
Wishing to lay down and die
I force my eyes open and feet on the floor
I try not to think what the day lies in store
I want to be in bed, in your arms so warm
But I've gotta get ready to walk in the storm
I look in the mirror at my expressionless face
Seeing nothing beautiful about it at all right now
The tiredsome lines with my finger I trace
You say you love me, but I don't see how
