Depression
I feel so lonelyMy soul so empty
I ask myself why do I even breathe?
In life I'll never achieve
My life is useless
No more cheerful bliss
Inside so alone
Feeling unknown
What use to be a proud expression
Is now a deep depression
Poetry by Ariel Bennett
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Written on 2006-10-16 at 23:33
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