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Feb 2015
There's this kind of sadness
that holds a grip on you &
just won't ever leave
I wish I could be more
but the more I think about it,
the less I become &
it hurts inside
because i know,
i do know
that it will never have an end
unless i bring it
to myself.
it's just the top of the iceberg
all the feelings are buried underneath the
scarred tissue all over my bare bones
and they will never end as well
they will never do
i know it too.
Ominous
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