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Dear Depressives,
With all my might I wish I could save you
from your thoughts
from your memories
from your criticism
from this depression
your sinking
your making yourself sink
pull yourself up
or ask for help
I'm here for you
I'll hold your hand
Just say the word
I'm there
you're so beautiful
yet you call yourself ugly
you're nice
yet your mean to yourself
you're smart
but you won't try because you think your dumb
well your not
your wrong
I love you
everyone does
forget the words your mind tells you
be strong
life is worth living
because death is nothing
no more choices to be happy
no more chances to be great
stop the hate
embrace the love
you are gods gift
you have purpose
he loves you
and I do
and I know many others do too
believe in a better future
and you can have one
from your thoughts
from your memories
from your criticism
from this depression
your sinking
your making yourself sink
pull yourself up
or ask for help
I'm here for you
I'll hold your hand
Just say the word
I'm there
you're so beautiful
yet you call yourself ugly
you're nice
yet your mean to yourself
you're smart
but you won't try because you think your dumb
well your not
your wrong
I love you
everyone does
forget the words your mind tells you
be strong
life is worth living
because death is nothing
no more choices to be happy
no more chances to be great
stop the hate
embrace the love
you are gods gift
you have purpose
he loves you
and I do
and I know many others do too
believe in a better future
and you can have one
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