The Virus of Depression

Sadness flows from one person to the next, a virus of depression, a sinkhole of failing people, pulling up for help, pulling others in, the chain of failing human hearts. Turning away leaves you cold, heartless, diving in leaves you burning hot, no in betweens. 

Once one person knows the virus of depression, it infects everyone else, leaving no one left to turn to. Humans will fall, and humans will fail, all because of the chemical imbalance of our AllPowerful Minds.

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