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sorrow
sadness speaks quietly
with pangs of melancholy
I don't know where she comes from
deep within my hallowed sanctuary she sings
little songbird of sorrow
calling my name
internal voices distract me from my path
I struggle to breathe with a tight ache
I am unsure why I feel sullen
there is a disconnect between the shadows I dwell in
and the honesty of soul
I pirouette in the dark
then awkward in my presentation
graceful beauty meant for only the eyes of God
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