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Sinking


They say I can be fixed 
Just later 
To be postponed 
Gone fishing 
But what if by the time it's ready 
Exercise 
Outdoors 
Music 
Talking 
Drugs 
Support
It's already too late? 
I've succumbed to the darkness in my mind? 
I'm supposed to stay strong 
But it's making me weak 
When no one can see the depths of my brokenness because I don't let them 
I need help from afar 
But will I still by afloat by the time it gets here?
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