It's me again.
I had an inclination that you missed me
You see,
When things get bad
You know where to find us.
Pressed against your chest-
Keeping you from breath-
Not ready to give you a moment's rest.
But hey?
At least you're not lonely.

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When you get a moment to yourself that’s when the depression makes itself known.