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Like a broken glass
That's how I feel.
Feeling empty
with pains all over my body
Yet, I'm not sick.
Will I ever heal?
Will I ever be okay?
I'm in distress
Deep sorrow
Followed by tears
Sadness as my meal
Oh, no!
Days go on.
Dark…
No sunshine.
As if the sun doesn't rise.
I'm searching for tranquility.
I feel like a victim.
Victim of deception
I burn in deep sorrow and anguish.
Darkness is what I see.
Dark is my nickname.
I'm in darkness.
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