HarsH ReaLiTy

I have known depression and I know her still. She waves at me with a hand of what could of been, should of been. She smiles at me with the promise of what is to come.

I watch her move how she moves. She moves my eyes and makes me want her inside of me. She waves the other hand to tell me to come closer still. And closer still I come.

-OM

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