Depression

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My mind is screaming,
My heart is bleeding.
The light that I used
To shine is no more.

I am unable to walkout
That door I fear so much,
I can't take it anymore.

My scars run deep,
From the cuts I created,
From the pain I endured
Deep inside myself.

From the depths of confusion
Cause by depression.

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