Our world

Thu, 07/18/2019 - 15:43 -- Udoka

Depression a canker worm,
that eats deep into our being,
Like a bee it stings,
and leaves sores to treat,

Our mind sinks daily,
In a sandcastle,
We cry for help,
But have lost our voice,
Our souls locked away,
To perish in a lone.
UdokašŸ’«

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Our world
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