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I don't paint or write anymore 
I don't even read
Where am I?
Where did I go?
It is dark here; 
Save me
Bring me back to the surface
Read the letter addresses by me..
To my self
So I write back
It's been a while 
I don't even remember what it was like;
What it was like to not just see color 
But to feel it 
I can't remember what it's like to feel the words flow out of me 
I don't even know if I can read anymore
Not here at least
It's to dark
I searched for you but my light Burnt out 
And now even I am lost 
Find me
And together we can rise to the surface 
After all we could both use the light 
 

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depressionsaddark

◄ Unappreciated Art

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Sarah Mae

Sat 4th May 2019 08:28

Hit home.

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