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Running so I can tow the line,

always to say, “Hey I’m doing fine.”

It’s when you walk on by that water’s tide,

my only moment not to run and to hide,

away.

From all of the things I hoard inside,

with depression before me,

the loneliest guide.

But all to well,

it was you who’d tell,

that within water’s surfaces,

that air you couldn’t smell,

duplicitly found for all to tell.

Within I who ye shall find,

once alone and not in the right mind.

Today is all that I have,

all the walking with a talk so sad.

I am and always will be

the fighter inside of a queen little b,

and when you see and I go blind,

always remember to pay me some mind.

In the thoughts from a brain unkind

you hold healthy and true in this thing called time.

Morbidity and death was all that I knew,

It’s my dream only now it’s coming true,

a pain if only you knew,

and all I want to say is I Love You.

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Author: It's Personal

My first site is a blog about depression and what it's like to live with it. My second is a site dedicated to guest blogging. Anyone can submit and I will post online within reasonable time. I've had a hard time finding sites that do guest postings, so I thought I'd come up with my own. Please email me your submissions and I'll get back to you shortly. Thank you!

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