Diseases Soul B12

This evil is like a helmet that presses me, like a rope that hangs me, thorns that hurt me, its eyes are burning coal that burn my mouth. It is a sword of two edges, which crosses my heart, it is as a harmful virus that hurts the marrow of my bones, it affects me, debilitates me, takes the will from me, breaks the bones of my legs, prevents me from walking; and if perhaps I wanted to crawl, it would show me that there is dirty water and is not possible to pass.

Death is an illusion and Life is disappointment, a way of perdition, and the flesh of the body rots.
This evil is worse than any curse.
Who is this terrible evil? The Depression.

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