Poem: Feeling depressed

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 Hey fellas, I'm here with another poem, well since I have been very unpunctual, I decided to recompense it by posting as early as I can, I had this poem written in my diary, waiting to be published, and now that I have finally found some time, I decided to give it a go.

It's really very short and uneven, but anyhow, I had promised to post all of my writing and poetry pieces, so I had to, I tried my best, so please don't judge :|

The tear-stained face

The sad eyes

The frown on the forehead

The sauntered stroll

All shout out a note:

'Feeling depressed'

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