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Depression is born
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[2008] Pages of Tragedy pt. 2 The more I think,
The more I want to cry.
Isn’t the day over yet?
Can this feeble heart take any more?
The emptiness inside still growing
And these burdens I carry, too heavy
Too much for one man to bear
And I start to stumble and fall
After sunset I am left alone
And the only thing I ask for,
Is a shoulder to cry on
A place to lay my heart to rest
At midnight the pain dies out
And a new one grows
Stress leaves loneliness behind
And depression is now born!
