Sometimes my thoughts run black,
And suddenly I'm all alone,
In a world lit with dark,
Like an undeveloped photo.

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I burden my friends
Alienate my parents
And say things i deeply regret
In bolts of brilliant red fury
At myself. At everything.

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After, all that is left is the
deep blue of despair,
Like rolling moonlit clouds,
Leaving only quiet after the storm.