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Feb 2010
What is that?
That feeling...
sadness and loneliness and pain,
they've all met up,
and now they are curled
rocking back and forth in the pit of my stomach.
Depression is punching my heart in frustration,
but frustration
he is ambling through my mind
causing confusion and indifference
while they are meticulously
somewhat unwillingly gnawing at my muscles.
What is that?
The amalgamation of unpleasantness;
something of vast immeasurable and uncertain importance is missing.
Missing.
What could it be?
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