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On these nights I feel consumed It's a terrible time to be alive I wish I never existed How shallow the emotions are The happy don't make me happy The sad don't **** I mask the shallowness with tricks It's fine to be assumed How intricate to be unamused On these nights I feel heavy Consumed by the doubts and thoughts Numbed by the explosions of emotions The idiocy of rumors shining hard on the mirrors It's not helped by overthinking Creating holes and puddles that **** in Souls and sleeps from within How pretentious is this ruining On these nights I say nothing Moons come and go Capture praise and envy settling alone in the dark
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Jun 7, 2019
Jun 7, 2019 at 5:04 AM UTC
The nights
On these nights I feel consumed It's a terrible time to be alive I wish I never existed How shallow the emotions are The happy don't make me happy The sad don't **** I mask the shallowness with tricks It's fine to be assumed How intricate to be unamused On these nights I feel heavy Consumed by the doubts and thoughts Numbed by the explosions of emotions The idiocy of rumors shining hard on the mirrors It's not helped by overthinking Creating holes and puddles that **** in Souls and sleeps from within How pretentious is this ruining On these nights I say nothing Moons come and go Capture praise and envy settling alone in the dark
#depression
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Gloomsays
Jun 7, 2019
Jun 7, 2019 at 5:04 AM UTC
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