Depression:

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I'm battling something worse than addiction, I'm fighting against my own demons, they play smart bringing a gun to a sword fight, hitting present with past bullets. Putting handcuffs and a massive weight, adding enough fears to get me on my knees with a pain that not even a 1000 pills could take away. Feels like drowning in the dark with laughs filling up the place, clock seems to make fun of me repeating those 60 sec over and over, welcome to eternity, can you believe that this is not the end? Right when I try to scape I hear the voice that says "do you want another game?"...

~Moonlight~

Daniela B.P

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