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Misery Loves Company
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Personal- Melancholy Sometimes I don’t know
How I survive the day
As if depression is a
The reaper that stalks,
Looking for his next victim.
I can understand how
Someone would dwell in
This gloomy mood;
It is comforting to have
Someone to turn to.
Even if that person
Is the ugliest part of you,
You think you can’t live
Without him anymore
So you keep him around.
You can think so little
Of yourself, that the only
Reason for your existence
Is to make others feel
Less miserable by comparison.
