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Depression

depression, it seems to be discretionary is it ever really necessary? to kick yourself while you're down? slap your head and knock off your crown? is it really sadness or an excuse to feel do you put yourself there just to prove you're real? snapping back and forth like a case of bi-polar like when you've finally felt love and then somebody stole her it's all in these hills and valleys when you hit your low your positivity rallies but these rallies just don't last long so you put your sad words into another sad song and you never really know whats wrong where you can go for help, or where you really belong and your anger grows the more you lose control when you're already slippin and it slows your roll and when the sadness pushes you below the feeling then begins to slowly dull your glow and inside it really hurts your heart you're trying not explode as your falling apart and then, just like a sprint or a dart you run as fast as you can, just to end up at the start.

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