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Things will go wrong Climbing uphill is hard When I try and smile, all I do is sigh Rest is a must, but don't give up Time after time Time after time Time after time “I'm a failure” “No one needs me” Time after time Time after time I said that Thinking it was permanent Depression brought that When will I be able to be happy again? I thought to myself. Hours after hours Wanting to get better Afraid of asking for help Letting myself think this Knowing that somehow it's not true Demonic spirits brought this It's too soon Too soon To give up To throw in the towel To grab that bottle Time after time It's too soon. It's not my time I am not giving up, not just yet. I can finally say I have received help
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