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What is it that distroys our lives?
That something we try to forget with a sigh.
That something that never goes away.
It's always there,though night and day.
It even eats away at the purest of hearts.
Sometimes it just shoots out like a dart.
It's uncontrollable, it's unbearable, and is usually uncurable.
It effects everything you do.
Some try to settle it with food.
Others, use medication.
And soon, that medication, will become temptation.
Some decide to do nothing.
Soon that too will become something more.
What a shame.
You could have finished it long before.
And now, you are the one to BLAME.
- Title: Depression
- Artist: Neko2720
- Description: This is a sad and ture poem i wrote about depression. This is my work and my work only. Please do not copy and paste and put it as your own. Thank you and please rate and enjoy.
- Date: 03/18/2009
- Tags: depression
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Elizabeth Nara - 06/22/2009
- by finish it, what would u mean? there isnt a way to end it as far as i kno
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- Mud99 - 03/18/2009
- Sad and true of those weak of heart. Why would someone copy this?
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