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Depression lingers
Much like the fog hovering over a lake,
The depression lingers and my life is at stake.
Like the moss clinging onto the rocks on the coast line,
I have many triggers and it feels like each one is a land mine.
Just like the animals in a zoo pacing the grounds craving freedom from their cages,
I too find myself trapped in constant emotional stages.
The depression lingers and my life is at stake.
Like the moss clinging onto the rocks on the coast line,
I have many triggers and it feels like each one is a land mine.
Just like the animals in a zoo pacing the grounds craving freedom from their cages,
I too find myself trapped in constant emotional stages.
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