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Nov 2019
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Melancholy is creeping
its way back through
my veins forcing me
to open up old wounds

And I hope for
something more than
a sharpened knife,
and gushing blood
#cutting #depression #melancholy #hopeless
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     Jules, --- and Bogdan Dragos
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