These are Haiku's I made when I was depressed.
Alone in the dark.
I am awake as you sleep.
Never cry alone.
Did you see my wrist?
It is stained with my sadness.
Pray you're not like me.
The stars are above.
The roses smell so lovely.
But your corpse does not.
People think I'm sweet.
Happy always, and carefree.
They are very wrong.
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