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The sadness Was a black pool Of a haunting tragedy. The sadness Is a suicide Of a lonely man. The sadness Is the gripping of bed sheets And the clenching of teeth through crying eyes. The sadness Are the lonely nights alone And the agony of vulnerability. The sadness Is a contagious disease A promise of eternal melancholy. The sadness Are the sleepless nights Of empty wishing on dead stars The sadness It was an overwhelming emotion Like a cannibal Tearing my flesh off my bones A delicacy of the highest honor. The sadness Was a jump from a skyscraper A slit on the wrist An overdose off pills. A merciless dance of death.
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 6:12 AM UTC
The sadness
The sadness Was a black pool Of a haunting tragedy. The sadness Is a suicide Of a lonely man. The sadness Is the gripping of bed sheets And the clenching of teeth through crying eyes. The sadness Are the lonely nights alone And the agony of vulnerability. The sadness Is a contagious disease A promise of eternal melancholy. The sadness Are the sleepless nights Of empty wishing on dead stars The sadness It was an overwhelming emotion Like a cannibal Tearing my flesh off my bones A delicacy of the highest honor. The sadness Was a jump from a skyscraper A slit on the wrist An overdose off pills. A merciless dance of death.
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 6:12 AM UTC
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