Life's a game.

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  • Depression

    Life's a game.

     I have to be strong.
    I cannot cry.
    You won't break me down,
    With all your lies.
    You can spit your insults.
    You can judge.
    But some things are just too much.
    Every day,
    I do dread.
    So I'll put this gun,
    Up to my head.
    Goodbye world.
    Goodbye pain.
    Look, I've won!
    Life's a game.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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