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when depression strikes

I hide like a sniper, quiet like a spider, quick jump, dive, slip n slide, strike n bite you like a viper, can i have screwdriver, to try n fix my mind, cuz when i go blind i fall between the written lines, i see the horrible signs that seem to be life. no need ta find, im always right behind ya. invisible in your peripheral, your shook, take a look, you turn n i follow its like a comedy sketch, your neck stretched, front to back, twist you head but i got the edge when i take affect. try find comfort in words that are said, but it will always be here till the day i am dead..
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