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Jul 2015
Sadness is *****.
I'm bathin' in my blues.
My heart is a hurtin'
The tears are burnin'
You never had a clue.
I shower in my sorrows
Let my pain cascade around me.
Still my friends surround me.

Sickness is deserting.
Whining pain keeps churning.
A sickness in my heart,
A sickness in my soul.
With every passing day,
There comes a deadly cold.

Happiness is cleansing.
The feeling of joy,
I'm not pretending.
With a smile on my face,
Just one last grand embrace.
With that look in your eyes,
The sadness is gone,
Without a trace.
In memory of a long lost friend, who was the first to make me smile after years or pain and sadness. I will miss her, likely, until I am dead. I wish she knew how much she meant to me.
DarkSilence
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DarkSilence
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