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Depression
Depression is having rhinos in your soul, live chained to the clock of emotional terror. Depression is spiritual blight, komodo dragons lying in our bed. Depression is a slow, sadistic death, depression feeds on our time. Depression is giving up on loving even before we have someone to love. I'm cheerful, but I'm not happy. It is possible to be depressed and smile. Smiles hide what kills us inside. Don't tell the depressed person: be strong, be brave, it all depends on you. If you think that to overcome depression it's all about willpower, you don't know what it's like to live with that monster in your soul. They're all happy, not me, I just want to wake up and live one day at a time, in peace next to love. Bio: Ediney Santana was born in Brazil, is a poet, novelist and composer. Write for newspapers and websites. He is the author of several books, including The Lonely Shadow.
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