Depression Quote #6797125
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Every summer, her family had a barbeque to celebrate her birthday.

Every summer,
her family had a barbeque
to celebrate her birthday.

And every summer
she would recieve hugs
that made her grimace
as hands made contact with her arms.

And every summer
they would ask
"Why the sweater?"

And every summer
she would turn away
and whisper
"I was cold."

And every summer
she smiled a sad smile
when she would blow out the candles
and wish to die.

And last summer
she had tears in her eyes
as she said
"I love you" and "See you soon."

And this summer
there was no barbeque
because this summer
there was no birthday.

(SH)