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During a time when I was really depressed after the trauma I had endured |
| The ink runs thick with pain untold, A fragile soul, too weak, too bold. Each line I write, a tear is shed, For dreams once bright now left for dead. The world has spun, but I stand still, In vacant rooms, where hope can't fill. These words, a sail to darkest seas, Where sorrow's grip has brought me ease. I tried to fight, to seek the light, But found no dawn within the night. So in this letter, fate will bind, A fragile heart that's been maligned. Forgive me now, for what I choose, In silence deep, I've paid my dues. Remember me in vivid hues, a ghost within the life you lose. |