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The deeper sadness I cannot comprehend is deeply buried in to my mind, The feeling knotting in your stomach, not from a virus, no, but from your sorrow. But it can come from anything. The human life endures much, and takes its toll on the heart, Picking it away, slowly, in different shapes and sizes depending on how much your soul hurts. you cringe at the idea of speaking, you wish to be left in the background, and yet, all eyes are on you, as the next heart-wrenching soul takes another bit out of you
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Aug 3, 2010
Aug 3, 2010 at 11:37 AM UTC
Never Left Alone
The deeper sadness I cannot comprehend is deeply buried in to my mind, The feeling knotting in your stomach, not from a virus, no, but from your sorrow. But it can come from anything. The human life endures much, and takes its toll on the heart, Picking it away, slowly, in different shapes and sizes depending on how much your soul hurts. you cringe at the idea of speaking, you wish to be left in the background, and yet, all eyes are on you, as the next heart-wrenching soul takes another bit out of you
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Aug 3, 2010
Aug 3, 2010 at 11:37 AM UTC
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