Depression, despair, leading to this state
Plagued with turmoil, it is life you hate
Situation beckons, curse your every breath
Dying slow daily, long dead before your death
Emotions drained,
Hold no will to live
Fear controlled soul,
Nothing left to give
Life repeats it's course,
Brutal as may be
Even though you die each day
Death is worse you'll seen...

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