Oh,
desire of the depressed.
You have many skins
but the one you wear
the best is shrouded
in darkness.
The candy bar,
it winks from afar.
Alone,
It sits on a shelf.
Buy it,
and indulge yourself.
Temptation!
You are the ruler of depression.
What would it taste like:
what would it feel like;
to swallow you whole.
The now is glorious,
but the feeling gets old.
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