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Life

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I sit and I think
I twist my hair
I sit and I wish
For what's not there
I cry to my pillow
Then get up and smile
I haven't been happy
In such a long while
I sit and I think
I sit and I hurt
I sit and I sigh
I don't know why

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Sarianetta You're currently reading the poem Life, which was posted on Feb 1, 2012 by Sarianetta.

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"A short little poem about what it is like to live with depression."

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