so fey must inveigh
those zombies they pull me down im not ok
they say
they are not
shes hot
yes but shes a killer
its time for filler
make the poem longer longer still
keep it going dont take that pill
depression depression a state of mind
its like im one of kind
its hurting now its gonna break out
suppression...... medicine
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