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I'll try to start updating again soon. My depressions's been worse recently, so even when I have had time (I've been scandalously busy, even though it's summer) all I've felt like doing is reading. At least I wrote one good poem recently. No need to elaborate on my inspiration for it.
Four more days, then you step outside,
Never to return again.
Little do you know what you take from me,
My almost-imaginary friend.
It will not hurt to say goodbye
On Armageddon’s rising day,
Instead it will tear me up to see
How calmly you walk away.
What would you think if you knew it,
How dark my world will be
When you take away that smile,
The smile that was never for me.
I don’t know why I’m crying,
I know I should be glad
To be relieved of this great burden,
The love we never had.
Deep inside I know the truth is
There’s no more than what there seems
You’re just another empty body
To hold the soul that fills my dreams.
Four more days, then you step outside,
Never to return again.
Little do you know what you take from me,
My almost-imaginary friend.
It will not hurt to say goodbye
On Armageddon’s rising day,
Instead it will tear me up to see
How calmly you walk away.
What would you think if you knew it,
How dark my world will be
When you take away that smile,
The smile that was never for me.
I don’t know why I’m crying,
I know I should be glad
To be relieved of this great burden,
The love we never had.
Deep inside I know the truth is
There’s no more than what there seems
You’re just another empty body
To hold the soul that fills my dreams.