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Sometimes I have good days Where I feel like sadness Has absolutely no way of catching up to me. But then there are other days... Those days of blank emotions And completely disassociating myself From the rest of the world. I don’t feel real. I feel numb and loose. And I drown myself in defeat. These feelings- They come out of nowhere To a point where I feel alone In a crowd of lonely people Who are just trying to get by their days With the same old routines And the same old smiles. Sadness is a funny thing, I guess Oh, the irony.
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Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 5:00 PM UTC
Dedicated to the Days of Sadness
Sometimes I have good days Where I feel like sadness Has absolutely no way of catching up to me. But then there are other days... Those days of blank emotions And completely disassociating myself From the rest of the world. I don’t feel real. I feel numb and loose. And I drown myself in defeat. These feelings- They come out of nowhere To a point where I feel alone In a crowd of lonely people Who are just trying to get by their days With the same old routines And the same old smiles. Sadness is a funny thing, I guess Oh, the irony.
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Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 5:00 PM UTC
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