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Sadness

Sadness,
A sickness that shouldn't exist.
My heart is a mess,
My soul is in shambles.
I feel broken.
My heart is no longer a GOLDEN TOKEN.

I walk alone.
Feeling so cold.
In the vast sorrowful dessert called my soul.
I have friends and family who understand my pain.
They try to help me,
But I always push them away.

Sadness has taken it's toll.
Sadness is in control.
Written by ChoaticGoddess (ShyG)
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