Depression known but never shown,
Concealed from the face of truth,
Cloaked in lies and severed ties,
Obscured by the guise of youth.
Trailing sin that burns the skin,
Appeasing pain with sweet release,
Dripping tears reveal the fears,
That this anguish will not cease...
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Old and will probably never be finished. Kinda like it though and since I have nothing else, might as well share it.
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