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Nov 2018
woke up today feeling empty
I can't feel something without someone feeling worse
And so what I feel becomes nothing
No one can see you the smaller you are
It places me in a place of gloom
I become a tomb for the dead living
Call me strange for being sad on your best day
But when you can't see my struggle
You don't get to judge my gloom
Now I have to bite you
I must bring you down to my level
I need you to be able to see me
If you can't save me
Understand
It's not easy
Being a gloom bug


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