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Skeletons of depression
crawl and climb upon my shoulders,
they look to me to carry them across death valley,
I wade through a swamp of self doubt
and am forced to navigate this labyrinth of emotion
everyday I struggle,
I know I am tunneling deeper into the crust of my subconscience
I have the feeling of suffocation
This sensation must be false
Or just have the wrong guy
‘Cause I’m still breathing




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