the depression washes endlessly over me i'm craving for a reason to feel the warm rays of happiness frustrated, angry, confused are the only feelings darkness has swept over my eyes like a cloud memories sift through my mind like they were yesterday eager tears ready to fall bodies dispose sorrow unto one another dispair hanging like spanish moss dull faces w/ tones of gloom at this point the cold desolation is welcome the period after will be the worst unfamiliar hugs & kisses & uncomfortable conversations w/ quiet discomfort the readiness for retreat is unable to happen all that is left is the image of a cold space under the soaked grassBirth sign: Aquarius
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