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In the Depression we had to divert corn acreage.

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Underlying Depression

Underlying depression, have to crawl into my room
Underlying depression dont want to know about the moon in june
Outside theres a cavalcade of clowns but they're bringing me down
With underlying depression
Underlying depression and its starting in my backyard
Underlying depression, and these times aint even so hard
Lord I was born with the blues and my blue suede shoes
And underlying depression
Underlying depresslon and theres ust nowhere to turn
Underlying depression and things just seem to turn in on one
Sometimes Im stuck in the corner just like little jack horner
With underlying depression
Underlying depression and I just cant get it right
Underlying depression Ive got to fight it with all of my might
Right now I dont want to be alone
Get my baby on the telephone
Underlying depression
Have to make some concessions when everything is working right
Have to count my blessings, helps me make it through the night
Ive got love in my life as well as trouble and strife
And underlying depression
Underlying depression, underlying depression, underlying depression
Aint nothing but the blues
Underlying depression aint nothing but the blues
Underlying depression, aint nothing but the blues
Underlying depression

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DEPRESSION Makes me.......

Depression makes me feel pain
Depression makes me stupid
Depression makes me feel low
Depression makes me mad
Depression makes me sad
Depression makes me forget world
Depression makes me tensed
Depression makes me lose self control
Depression makes me hate everyone
Depression makes me think over and over
Depression makes me feel lonely
Depression makes me think wild
Depression makes me worthless
Depression makes me sick
What does Depression give me?
When it runs high…
It will make me Die - REST IN PEACE…

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Depression Makes Me

depression makes me feel pain
depression makes me stupid
depression makes me feel low
depression makes me mad
depression makes me sad
depression makes me forget the world
depression makes me tensed
depression makes me lose self control
depression makes me hate everyone
depression makes me think over and over
depression makes me feel lonely
depression makes me think wild
depression makes me worthless
depression makes me sick
what does depression give me?
when it runs high…
it will make me die - rest in peace…

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Depression Makes Me

Depression makes me feel pain, Depression makes me stupid, Depression makes me feel low, Depression makes me mad, Depression make me sad, Depression makes me forget the world, Depression makes me tensed, Depression makes me lose self control, Depression makes me hate everyone, Depression makes me think over and over, Depression makes me feel lonely, Depression makes me think wild, Depression makes me worthless, Depression makes me sick, what does depression give me? when it runs high- it will make me die-rest in peace..

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Depression is...

Depression is when you hate everyone around
Depression is when you don't want to make a sound
Depression is when all you want to do is cry
Depression is when you feel like you’re dying inside
Depression is when your thoughts wonder all the time
Depression is when you can't sleep even though you’re tired
Depression is when you don't want to go on
Depression is when you can't stop shaking outside
Depression is when you hide who you are
Depression is when you put on a mask to hide what you feel
Depression is when you feel weak all the time
Depression is when you give in to everything around
Depression is when you don't care what happens anymore

Depression is just another day in my life

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Depression Is When

depression is when you hate everyone around
depression is when you don't want to make a sound
depression is when all you want to do is cry
depression is when you feel like you’re dying inside
depression is when your thoughts wonder all the time
depression is when you can't sleep even though you’re tired
depression is when you don't want to go on
depression is when you can't stop shaking outside
depression is when you hide who you are
depression is when you put on a mask to hide what you feel
depression is when you feel weak all the time
depression is when you give in to everything around
depression is when you don't care what happens anymore

depression is just another day in my life

poem by Tashi Coote
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my DEPRESSION

depression is when you hate everyone around
depression is when you don't want to make a sound
depression is when all you want to do is cry
depression is when you feel like you’re dying inside
depression is when your thoughts wonder all the time
depression is when you can't sleep even though you’re tired
depression is when you don't want to go on
depression is when you can't stop shaking outside
depression is when you hide who you are
depression is when you put on a mask to hide what you feel
depression is when you feel weak all the time
depression is when you give in to everything around
depression is when you don't care what happens anymore

depression is just another day in my life that will forever remain

poem by Kaliaha Hogue
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The Georgics

GEORGIC I

What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what star
Maecenas, it is meet to turn the sod
Or marry elm with vine; how tend the steer;
What pains for cattle-keeping, or what proof
Of patient trial serves for thrifty bees;-
Such are my themes.
O universal lights
Most glorious! ye that lead the gliding year
Along the sky, Liber and Ceres mild,
If by your bounty holpen earth once changed
Chaonian acorn for the plump wheat-ear,
And mingled with the grape, your new-found gift,
The draughts of Achelous; and ye Fauns
To rustics ever kind, come foot it, Fauns
And Dryad-maids together; your gifts I sing.
And thou, for whose delight the war-horse first
Sprang from earth's womb at thy great trident's stroke,
Neptune; and haunter of the groves, for whom
Three hundred snow-white heifers browse the brakes,
The fertile brakes of Ceos; and clothed in power,
Thy native forest and Lycean lawns,
Pan, shepherd-god, forsaking, as the love
Of thine own Maenalus constrains thee, hear
And help, O lord of Tegea! And thou, too,
Minerva, from whose hand the olive sprung;
And boy-discoverer of the curved plough;
And, bearing a young cypress root-uptorn,
Silvanus, and Gods all and Goddesses,
Who make the fields your care, both ye who nurse
The tender unsown increase, and from heaven
Shed on man's sowing the riches of your rain:
And thou, even thou, of whom we know not yet
What mansion of the skies shall hold thee soon,
Whether to watch o'er cities be thy will,
Great Caesar, and to take the earth in charge,
That so the mighty world may welcome thee
Lord of her increase, master of her times,
Binding thy mother's myrtle round thy brow,
Or as the boundless ocean's God thou come,
Sole dread of seamen, till far Thule bow
Before thee, and Tethys win thee to her son
With all her waves for dower; or as a star
Lend thy fresh beams our lagging months to cheer,
Where 'twixt the Maid and those pursuing Claws
A space is opening; see! red Scorpio's self
His arms draws in, yea, and hath left thee more
Than thy full meed of heaven: be what thou wilt-
For neither Tartarus hopes to call thee king,

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Depression 1

depression is loving someone with nothing in return,
depression is slowly living instead of jumping head first,
depression is acknowledging the mistake but without learning,
depression is not trying, giving into your life's curse.

depression is cutting and cutting thinking you cant stop,
depression is staying quiet thinking no-one will care,
depression is floating around with the desire to drop,
depression is ignoring the people who always seem to be there.

depression is trying to end the life you've been given,
depression is watching other people watch you,
depression is giving up instead of being hard driven,
depression is depression, do you feel it too?

poem by Tashi Coote
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Depression is...

Depression is Loving someone with nothing in return,
Depression is Slowly living instead of jumping head first,
Depression is Acknowledging the mistake but without learn,
Depression is Not trying, giving into your lifes curse.

Depression is Cutting and cutting thinking you cant stop,
Depression is Staying quiet thinking no-one will care,
Depression is Floating around with the desire to drop,
Depression is Ignoring the people who always seem to be there.

Depression is Trying to end the life youve been given,
Depression is Watching other people watch you,
Depression is Giving up instead of being hard driven,
Depression is Depression, do you feel it too?

poem by Jodie Louise Pollock
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Free Poems and Depression

I had no idea how I was led to
the table of this wonderful site
while hungrily ransacking the web
for some juicy morsels of free poems —

what brightened my eyesight on the manu
was not its featured Categories
of Nobel Prize Winners,
of Prominent Poets of all nations
of thematic poems of all sorts
of leading women poets of all kinds
of Top Poets of all times
of Famous Poems of the month,
nor was its rich links
to prominent poetry journals,
to foundations and associations
to competitions and cash prizes —

for while congratulating myself
on an endless lavishing feast I had found
to my starved eyes, I also saw
both above and under
its powerful search machine
are in large fond and large fond size —

Depression
Depression Control
Depression Treatment

I first dismissed them as entrées of a silly sponsor
yet soon my glittering eyes gloomed
as my click on the manu
had each and every exciting poem
respectively by those contemporary
British and American poets laureate
whom I had been long since drooling for
sent up side dished by Depression,
Depression, and Depression
persistently pre-dominating every new page
my appetite was spoilt
as I felt my stomach churning
my throat retching at the unsavoury courses
uncalled for
these nauseating links ruining
the most nourishing dishes of human mind

then I quickly reflected
upon my scanty knowledge
of English poetry, which does mixed
ingredients comprise, suggesting

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poem by Dr Ronnie Bai
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Corn Circles

Corn circles
Appearing all over the land
Corn circles
Appearing all over the land
Nobody knows where they come from
Nobody understands
Corn circles
Mysterious symbols in the fields
Corn circles
Mysterious symbols in the fields
No one knows - are they phony
Or maybe are they real?
Corn circles!
Corn circles!
Corn circles
Is somebody playing a trick?
Corn circles
Pixies, witches, hoaxers
Take your pick
Throw a few theories out there
See what sticks!
Corn circles!
Corn circles!
Corn circles
Patterns in the gold
Corn circles
Pretty patterns in the gold
Like something out of the future
Or something very old
Corn circles!
Corn circles!

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Dealing With Depression

Depression is being lonely in a room full of people
Depression is being constantly tired but never able to sleep
Depression is longing to be with others yet not being able to cope with company
Depression makes you lose your appetite and eat yourself fat
Depression is smiling to hide the pain inside
Depression is when the soul dies but the body keeps on living
Depression is forgetting who you used to be
Depression is not knowing if you could survive without it
Depression is being sad when nothing is wrong
Depression is not caring whether you live or die
Depression is having no interest in the things you used to love
Depression is lying awake for hours in bed at night contemplating the best way to kill yourself only to realise that you can’t be bothered.

poem by Ricky Baker
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Georgic 1

What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what star
Maecenas, it is meet to turn the sod
Or marry elm with vine; how tend the steer;
What pains for cattle-keeping, or what proof
Of patient trial serves for thrifty bees;-
Such are my themes.
O universal lights
Most glorious! ye that lead the gliding year
Along the sky, Liber and Ceres mild,
If by your bounty holpen earth once changed
Chaonian acorn for the plump wheat-ear,
And mingled with the grape, your new-found gift,
The draughts of Achelous; and ye Fauns
To rustics ever kind, come foot it, Fauns
And Dryad-maids together; your gifts I sing.
And thou, for whose delight the war-horse first
Sprang from earth's womb at thy great trident's stroke,
Neptune; and haunter of the groves, for whom
Three hundred snow-white heifers browse the brakes,
The fertile brakes of Ceos; and clothed in power,
Thy native forest and Lycean lawns,
Pan, shepherd-god, forsaking, as the love
Of thine own Maenalus constrains thee, hear
And help, O lord of Tegea! And thou, too,
Minerva, from whose hand the olive sprung;
And boy-discoverer of the curved plough;
And, bearing a young cypress root-uptorn,
Silvanus, and Gods all and Goddesses,
Who make the fields your care, both ye who nurse
The tender unsown increase, and from heaven
Shed on man's sowing the riches of your rain:
And thou, even thou, of whom we know not yet
What mansion of the skies shall hold thee soon,
Whether to watch o'er cities be thy will,
Great Caesar, and to take the earth in charge,
That so the mighty world may welcome thee
Lord of her increase, master of her times,
Binding thy mother's myrtle round thy brow,
Or as the boundless ocean's God thou come,
Sole dread of seamen, till far Thule bow
Before thee, and Tethys win thee to her son
With all her waves for dower; or as a star
Lend thy fresh beams our lagging months to cheer,
Where 'twixt the Maid and those pursuing Claws
A space is opening; see! red Scorpio's self
His arms draws in, yea, and hath left thee more
Than thy full meed of heaven: be what thou wilt-
For neither Tartarus hopes to call thee king,
Nor may so dire a lust of sovereignty
E'er light upon thee, howso Greece admire

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poem by Publius Vergilius Maro
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Depression Is

Depression is when your sad and alone

Depression is when you can't do it anymore

Depression is when all you do is cry non stop and no one cares

Depression is when all you think about is ending your life and giving up

Depression is a life full of hell and heartache

Depression is not a good way to live but when you deal with it all your life like I do it just makes your life miserable and a hell hole

Depression makes you want to cut up your arms, legs, and whole body and watch the blood pour out to make it feel good in life

Everything I go through since I was born makes me have depression and only gets worse as life goes on

Sometimes I get so sick of the depression it just makes me want to end it all and wonder if i'm better off dead

In general depression will never go away, you'll have it all your life regardless

poem by Krystal Shearer
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Happiness Stolen...

Be not depressed. Depression, is the thief of happiness.
Like all thieves', he must be combated and defeated.

Like all thieves', depression must be fought with great
vigor and resolve.

Depression, the dark cloak of reason, that blocks most
rational thought and any chance of happiness.

Depression, an emotional straight jacket, confining the
depressed to an infusion of negativity and haplessness.

Depression, withdrawal of social
interaction and an elongated state of sadness.

Depression, a disease that like a
cancer, eats away at your very being.

Depression, a desperate battle between
living...and merely existing.

Depression, an enemy, that one must seek help
to do battle with.

Do not stand ideally by, for depression,
will steal your very soul.

The enemies of depression, are social interaction, happiness, love, understanding and seeking medication or help in some form. DO IT!

poem by Joe Fazio
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Stealing Your Joy...

Be not depressed. Depression, is the thief of happiness.
Like all thieves', he must be combated and defeated.

Like all thieves', depression must be fought with great
vigor and resolve.

Depression, the dark cloak of reason, that blocks most
rational thought and any chance of happiness.

Depression, an emotional straight jacket, confining the
depressed to an infusion of negativity and haplessness.

Depression, withdrawal of social
interaction and an elongated state of sadness.

Depression, a disease that like a
cancer, eats away at your very being.

Depression, a desperate battle between
living...and merely existing.

Depression, an enemy, that one must seek help
to do battle with.

Do not stand ideally by, for depression,
will steal your very soul.

The enemies of depression, are social interaction, happiness, love, understanding and seeking medication or help in some form. DO IT!

poem by Joe Fazio
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The Danger Of Depression

Be not depressed. Depression, is the thief of happiness.
Like all thieves', he must be combated and defeated.

Like all thieves', depression must be fought with great
vigor and resolve.

Depression, the dark cloak of reason, that blocks most
rational thought and any chance of happiness.

Depression, an emotional straight jacket, confining the
depressed to an infusion of negativity and haplessness.

Depression, withdrawal of social
interaction and an elongated state of sadness.

Depression, a disease that like a
cancer, eats away at your very being.

Depression, a desperate battle between
living...and merely existing.

Depression, an enemy, that one must seek help
to do battle with.

Do not stand ideally by, for depression,
will steal your very soul.

The enemies of depression, are social
interaction, happiness, love, understanding
and seeking medication or help in some form.
DO IT!

poem by Joe Fazio
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Thief Of Happiness

Be not depressed. Depression, is the thief of happiness.
Like all thieves', he must be combated and defeated.

Like all thieves', depression must be fought with great
vigor and resolve.

Depression, the dark cloak of reason, that blocks most
rational thought and any chance of happiness.

Depression, an emotional straight jacket, confining the
depressed to an infusion of negativity and haplessness.

Depression, withdrawal of social
interaction and an elongated state of sadness.

Depression, a disease that like a
cancer, eats away at your very being.

Depression, a desperate battle between
living...and merely existing.

Depression, an enemy, that one must seek help
to do battle with.

Do not stand ideally by, for depression,
will steal your very soul.

The enemies of depression, are social interaction, happiness, love, understanding and seeking medication or help in some form. DO IT!

poem by Joe Fazio
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Depression Makes Me Feel And Is

depression makes me feel hurt
depression makes me hurt
depression makes me feel sorrow
depression makes me feel sad
depression is when i lose the person i love
depression is when i feel alone
depression is when i feel like there is no point in love
depression makes me feel like nobody cares
depression makes me feel like i am worthless......

poem by Claire Bear
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