Depression In D MinorA Poem by bonniboyblue
A delusional state
The thoughts you do not say Hidden gems of self-loathing Finding out they are nothing Atleast that is what you want A locked up mind still numb from the shock You are not alone though Those gems seem to find a way out Sometimes they just move rather slow. © 2017 bonniboyblue |
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Added on July 9, 2017 Last Updated on July 9, 2017 |

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