Melancholy

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I do not know what it is,

I cannot explain how it makes me feel,

or what it wants from me.

It is just there.

It lives while i barely exist.

It cloths me in darkness,

hiding me from the light,

With no room to breath.

Locked away while I watch it get stronger.

It has stolen my joy and memory,

making me feel uncomfortable in my own skin.

I hear it laugh as it torments me,

and loudly calling me nothing.

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