Depression's Last Curse: A Poem by Adam Dustus

Poem  & Photo by Adam Dustus

We shall see
Maybe one day
Melancholic shades of grey

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Swear off reflection
Verse not a weapon
No weeping leaves echo
Care for pretension

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Fall into winter

Whether it proves worse

Reflections froze dreary
Gloom bridging mirth

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Tree placid mirror

Arcs hiding work

Restorative energy
Depression's last curse

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