Weariness in my Bones

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I can see myself 

growing old with you,

I can see  the gray hairs

and wrinkled skin in our future.

You can fill my life with happiness,

butterflies and sweet-buttered lies

but my heart is broken and tired

and I'm lost in the rivers

of my depression

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Author's Note: Depression calls my name with bad intentions.

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