The sorrow within me
Envelopes me,
Cradles me,
Its reassuring in it's own
Weird kind of way
That I can still breathe
Through one Sadness after another,
Again and again
Its drowning with your head above water
When all you want
Is to sink
Right to the very bottom
And never be heard from
Again.
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