Depression

Depression short poem

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As I sit here in depression
I am sorry that I did not create a strong impression
Nor did I do the preparation
And came under oppression
I think about life
My lies
How miserable I feel
I think I will never heal
This big scar
From happiness I seem so afar
I wish I could go back in time
And undo my mistakes
The faults of mine
I know it will take
A lot of time
But that’s life
I think all this as I sit here in depression

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Hi everyone!! My names Sukhman and m an aspiring novelist but I still have a thingie for poems... It's been 12 years since birth and m an aspiring novelist though I also have a thingie for poems .. Hope u like all ma poems TEE HEE :)
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Prajvi Mandhani
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TOO GOOD !!! :*

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