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Depression
D eath is right around the bend
E ven when its not the end
P eople are seen but not heard
R eading out the lines
E ating our soul out this time
S howing no love, no affection
S haring their ways, paying no attention
I s this the life I live; blurred?
O nly thing I smell is fear
N ow...Where do I go from here?
E ven when its not the end
P eople are seen but not heard
R eading out the lines
E ating our soul out this time
S howing no love, no affection
S haring their ways, paying no attention
I s this the life I live; blurred?
O nly thing I smell is fear
N ow...Where do I go from here?
Published 13th Feb 2016
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