Just when I thought I was getting better. Two months thought me that I'm not. I'm starting to believe my own lies. One slip up to another.
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Depression ✔
PoetryThis is just my escape. I'm sorry if this doesn't please you. I wrote all this down on my own then typed it. I apologize to anyone if I have your writing. I made all these up on my own while alone. If it was already published somewhere, I didn't kn...
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Just when I thought I was getting better. Two months thought me that I'm not. I'm starting to believe my own lies. One slip up to another.
