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May 2015
i've read it in books
i know it can happen
i just never thought it would happen to me

everyone knows what's wrong
but the subject is still taboo
as if the monster isn't staring us in the face

the dark room
that everyone tiptoes around
wondering what today will be like

they don't ask if i'm okay
they don't notice i have the same problem
i just hide it better

so i wait for the day,
where the skies are blue,
the grass green
and everything is all right

knowing it will probably never come
and if it does
it's just momentary
Smudged Ink
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