Its coming back
Its haunting my dreams
Its filling me up
Ripping my seams
I can't believe it
Its back once more
I'm falling apart
Im hitting the floor
I'm losing myself
To this thing I can't control
I can feel myself slipping
Falling deeper into this hole.
Its coming back
Its seeping in
Depression is a battle
That I will never win
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