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for the year of destruction a poem of depression trauma i am going through drama i accept no longer rhymes forget about that still its a poem when my feelings got own words no hope in heart breathing seems so hard last minute its like pain emerged from her thought killing mind and soul nothing i can do so i just wrote please don't read cause it is damn sad let me go through this i can give a come back wow finally glimpse of peace by knowing all these are temproary grave yard smell i started to inhale 6 feet ground hey man start digging right now oops i am sorry i am not coming but i am sure i will send all these feelings burry deep inside so that i can never suffer the same pain am an artist i kill pain with art sometimes i give life to the paining heart its just another fight w wait for the end