Eulogy

I was asked to give a eulogy
For a great friend named Emotion
I knew him well, he lived in my mind
He made me afraid to speak
He allowed me to befriend a bottle
Being Drunk is a good disguise
My friend made me afraid
of who I was, of how people envisioned me
I'm sorry- that wasn't Emotion
My deceased friend was Depression /h4>

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