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The Depression: Part 3

The painful nothingness of overexposure,
Engulfing a frail mind with deadly claws.
I struggle to keep my composure,
As I barricade regretful flaws.
 
From this life of despair,
I relinquish all control,
to embark on the nightmare
of the lost and lonely soul.
 
Now the occupant of my despondent mind.
Provides me with no subsistence.
Believing there is no hope to find,
He endures this tortured existence.

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