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All Of Nothing [Old Poem]

April 30, 2026

So Useless it’s pathetic Alone and hurting My sadness it’s own metric Nothing but a pain My mind and body For all to disdain To cry is to feel Hopeless and empty Ones depression is real To others I seem fine Smiling and empathetic A mask of my design Word hit like a physical blow Painful and slow Allowing tears to flow

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Highly personal depression and inner turmoil; minimal abstract philosophy.

Multiple interconnected ideas: sadness, mask-wearing, pain, emotional suppression per stanza.

Overwhelmingly negative: pathetic, hurting, pain, hopeless, empty, disdain.

Moderate intensity; emotional force tempered by meditative pacing and introspection.

16 lines total; falls within 16-30 line range.

Metaphor (mask, metric, blow); personification (sadness); some ornamentation but declarative core.

Pure lyric internal voice; first-person emotional confession without narrative or dramatic personas.

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3m0n3rdMay 3, 2026

dude when you said "sadness its own metric" like my jaw dropped. Ts is so good!!!!!!! Keep writing dude this is awesome

All Of Nothing [Old Poem]

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