Depression, a session of confession.
Depression a state where are bodies make up lies to make us cry wine slowly die on the inside.
Depression a time of abjection, a cage for emotion stopping any of are feelings commotion.
Depression comes when sadness has overcome.
Depression comes when are bodies shun us its done with us.
When sadness has overcome it has won putting happiness in a stun depession comes.
Copyright © Elijah Malcom | Year Posted 2016
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