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Depression

swirls in clouds of blue and gray

binging tears of silence.

Depression

swirls in churning waves

of murky greens and blues

bringing tides of nothing new

and hoplessness blooms.

Depression

sways in feilds of schorched brown

and trampled greens

bringing no tall dreams.

Depression

swirls and sways

in sun and shade

its with us every second of every day

in place theres no getting away.

poem by Chantel Weston
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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