Melancholy
melancholy overcame him, dragging his soul into slow motion flickering time.
Nothingness a fog of sad dead initiative clouding the endless night
He stopped in mid stride, realizing the fruitlessness of flight
How could things have turned so suddenly tight
Ripping to tear apart the core of his self
He fell sinking into the cold wet bog
There was no reason to rise
No feeling worth feeling
Time was forsaken
He embraced
Melancholy
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