In My Darkest Days

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Cloudy skies, sullen days, dismayed minds

Depression, suppression

As I get closer to my demise

Somedays are better

Somedays I have to pull myself together

Somedays I wonder if it is worth the effort

Somedays are just more pleasant

It gets brutal

When everything seems futile

Just remember

just because the world has a temper

Doesn't mean you should crumple

It doesn't mean you should tumble

So keep your head up

And don't let up  




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Bye Poochiekins <3<3<3

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