The swamp of sadness, Is swallowing me whole, It increases my madness, It's tearing up my soul. My soul has died, My mind's gone mad, I must find somewhere to hide, My heart is sour and sad...
Reason for writing:
The unbearable feeling of overwhelming depression.
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