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Jan 2021
When did this sadness become so much bigger?
Something with sharp tooth and malicious jaw,
Biting as though nothing were even there.

To be truthful,
Sometimes I toss my heart away, like garbage.
Even though, I know it's all I've got.

For there's this thing inside me,
And it is something more than sadness.
Written by
coulorfulSmoke  25/M/Ottawa
(25/M/Ottawa)   
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