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Moody, but okay
Jun 07, 2009 12:05
Depression comes and goes
a thick tide
too ephemeral to grasp yet
smothering in its vacancy
I ride the high times and
dread the low
the future yawns chasmic and
horrifying with its promise
do, I, this, can
depression
,
poetry
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