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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required All of my happy thoughts are dead, I've removed them from my brain. All they ever do is fade into reality, leaving me in pain. I'm tired of it. Every time I get a little upbeat, like a flood, life washes it away. I can't remember the last time I really smiled, it's been a year at least. All I want now is to find some inner peace. Slipping in and out of consciousness, forgetting onetime bliss. Happiness is something that I sorely miss. I can't take the way my happiness is faded, cutting like a jagged razor's edge. Leaving me so disgruntled, feeling utterly alone, spending days within my bed. All hope is lost within a fog, one made up of grief and tears. All security is forgotten, as I'm drowning in my fears. A bit of cheer is all I'm wanting, something to hold dear. The peace of mind found in knowing that there's someone always near. Slipping in and out of consciousness, forgetting onetime bliss. Happiness is something that I sorely miss. The sun has set on the joys of my life. Depression has risen in its place. The flowers of my mind are wilted, my skies are full of grey. I'm stuck in the middle of a desert, one plagued by a storm of my dismay. I'm still waiting for the dawn of another day. I'm still waiting for the resurrection of ancient feelings, to shake me out of this daze. Slipping in and out of consciousness, forgetting onetime bliss. Happiness is something that I sorely miss.
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