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Depression

You can rip me apart Turn my flesh with your bare hands You can scatter my heart Turn my flesh with your tears Spit it out to the dogs to chew Let them swallow it, Is okay I'll live My heart is tumbling like clothes in the washing machine I'll die I'll die inside The worst part I have no shoulder to lean on.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 1/30/2025 4:50:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed New Year.