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A black hole of emotionWhere happiness goes to dieLocked in a cell within my cellsCan't even attempt to cry. Gorging at the buffet of despairDevouring others’ griefSpeaking loudly with witless…
A black hole of emotionWhere happiness goes to dieLocked in a cell within my cellsCan't even attempt to cry. Gorging at the buffet of despairDevouring others’ griefSpeaking loudly with witless…
I’m a puzzle piece with too many sides. Then again, perhaps I’ve too few. It never seems to matter much,Whether the puzzle is old or new. A dissectologist could not…