Misery
I feel these emotions
They come in waves
I breathe thick fury
This hateful rage
It turns around
Pulling me out of the deep
Offering me a hand
Pulling me back on my feet
I know it wont last
I'll tumble down again
If only
If only
Misery wasn't my best friend
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