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Sadness


I sit in silence in the dark room

Wondering why life is so dreary

Seems to be close to my doom

While I feel so very weary

I hope that tomorrow will come

But I know that I'm much too sad to hope

Hope for a better day that's not so glum

I look around the room, all I see is the color of taupe

When will this feeling come to an end?

I just want to see what happiness is like

But I know that's too much to ask, it's better to just descend

Falling into nothingness, my only psych

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