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When we first met
all was well
all was good
but I wasn't
you knew
yet you loved me
you tried to change
for the better
you tried to support me
while you carried me
out of my own little world
all was good
all was well
that fatal moment
and then the aftermath
my depression
my anger
no longer do I need to be
carried on your back
I want to stand again
on my own feet
just keep standing
even turn back
towards my own world
because there
I have a child
and my younger sister
does not
there she is jealous
not I
she is without a child
and I am with a child
there in my own little world
I'm not depressed
Im not angry
I do not envy
I am well
I am good
we are good
we are well
and I do drag you
through the endless dark
and you do not
try or rather enforce
me to show emotion's
with perverted methods
we are no longer well
we are no longer good
we have fallen down
an endless pit
we are so deep
we cannot see a single light
nor can we hear people shouting
we are stuck
we are looping
every single day
we are depresses
we are angry
all after

The Fatal Moment.


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