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by bianca Magida Jun 17, 2015 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I was born with no anger No depression under Now, I've recognized With me ,They are sprinkled When they both arrive It's like I'm not alive Anger and depression But no passion In every days in a week In every weeks in a month In every moths in a year I guess in my tears To me .....it's anger and depression's year