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My depression seeps down deep within,eating my happiness, leaving me weak and thin.A monster of despair curls up deep inside,biting, clawing, scratching at my mind.  
Anger, Hate, Passion As I look in the mirror Nothing comes to mind but Anger, Hate, Passion   Presure, Pain, Sorrow Refusal to let the past go,  In a place where the past 
My life, I watch it from the passanger side of the car, go go go and never come back. Today, apart of me; who I am died.
There are moments in ultimate tiredness when I feel I can see everything, sense everything, understand everything. The music starts and my thoughts wonder. I feel as though we are all part of the same being.
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