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Depression

Sliping through life day by day,

Sliding down from peaks of ice,

Watch the brightest sun, it's grey

When it's seen through darkened eyes...

 

They say water, you hear drowning,

They say wake up but you're tired,

Air's so silent when you're groaning,

They say warm and you feel fire...

 

Life is gold when you can live it,

When no silver sharpened swords

Stole your chance to keep on dreaming

 

Day by day sun leaves your world,

Week by week you write and bleed,

Till you've said all your grey words...

 

Then, no reasons left to live,

Then, you'll only have to leave...

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