Browse Poems, starts with "P" in Depression
Pantoum Of The Great Depression
Our lives avoided tragedy
Simply by going on and on,
Without end and with little apparent meaning.
Oh, there were storms and small catastrophes.
Simply by going on and on,
Without end and with little apparent meaning.
Oh, there were storms and small catastrophes.
posted by: admin |
category: Depression |
comments: 0 |
2008-04-01
Please Remember
In the silence of the night I lay in my bed crying
I felt something inside me gradually dying
I felt something inside me gradually dying
posted by: loyloboy |
category: Depression |
comments: 1 |
2008-09-07

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