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DEPRESSED EMPTINESSSometimes, I don't believe.My poems, are stories about me.My life put on pages, for all to see.When I am sad, lonely, and depressed.I turn to the poems, with this I address.Paper and ink, I will leave my finesse.Inked upon the page, I leave my emptiness.Why I lay my tears, upon the page.My words become, a living rage.Hosts ov many, willing to engage.The writings, upon my page. (Attachment Link)