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Sadness.

I feel sadness now.

I cannot tell where it came from,

whatever birthed it is a mystery to me

and yet it fills my very being.

It began in my heart,

slowly pumping around my body

and effecting the rest of my limbs

like a true sickness

and when everyone else turns to their beloved

for comfort or to release their tears,

I will be left alone screaming at the dark.

I feel cold sorrow, thick and heavy,

weighing down at the back of my mind

infecting my very soul.

No matter what I do or how hard I push

I will fall and not get back up.

I feel sadness now.