A repeat of a poem i posted a long time ago why again you ask?, Because i can
I'm cutting and im bleeding
im hoping and pleading
im cutting and dying
im living and crying
im trying to hide this
by showing happiness
but comes my silent confession
my secret depression
im taking off my mask
i will complete this task
i'll show you the true me
but, will you still love me.
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lust, greed, glutony, and sloth these are four of the seven deadly sins yet quiet a few people fill these emotions daily and over half of the people that do fill it give in.