The pain is rising again good and weighs me down so

and weighs me down so I come to a stop

I have forgotten so much

dictators and fascists

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Then think about how you have to work for everything you have in your life

The pain is rising again good and weighs me down soDepression was a long time ago. But today or yesterday, or last week, its kinda hard to tell time rippled and suddenly I was back where I used to be, feeling a pain that kinda just sits somewhere deep down on the left, and weighs me down so I come to a stop. Its meaningless, without cause, not tied to anything, not from anything. Its familiar, because it was with me for years. I feel like following it down into the hole of blackness, a hole lined with