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What is Melancholy But the sound of a clock Echoing its tick through the room, Reflecting the beating of my heart? Or the quiet tears held in check Unable to trace a path along the cheek? The breath - labored with heavy chains That drag along the floor of my mind.
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Feb 25, 2010
Feb 25, 2010 at 6:03 AM UTC
Melancholy
What is Melancholy But the sound of a clock Echoing its tick through the room, Reflecting the beating of my heart? Or the quiet tears held in check Unable to trace a path along the cheek? The breath - labored with heavy chains That drag along the floor of my mind.
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Feb 25, 2010
Feb 25, 2010 at 6:03 AM UTC
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