Depression
They say its fine your gonna be alright,how can you say that if you dont even know TIME People with a happy life doesnt even understand people with depression. They thought its easy to remove the pain and sadness away. Its very hard you know,depression is like a demon Once they see you walking around in the darkness,they will bite you with no reason It takes time to make the demons go away,they will leave if you will pray They are chasing me whenever i want to be happy,memories are flashing to my mind until someone shout at me and say sorry Sorry isnt enough,i can forgive you but i cant forget,That's why everytime you come near me ill swear you'll regret Its not the end of the line,its not the end of the time,its not the end of the world and most of all its not the end of our soul
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Cheyanne Jones
I tried
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2018-09-06 02:43:46
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Lorraine
@Cheyanne Jones i think you need my help
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2018-09-06 02:45:16
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Cheyanne Jones
Um ok
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