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Beyond Depression
I feel so hollow, so dead inside.
Paralyzed, my soul has withered and died.
I'm going beyond depression now, the final stage.
The final chapter, the final page.
But don't be sad for me, it's not your fault.
Sometimes broken things just need to hault.
Paralyzed, my soul has withered and died.
I'm going beyond depression now, the final stage.
The final chapter, the final page.
But don't be sad for me, it's not your fault.
Sometimes broken things just need to hault.
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