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Unhappiness
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Depressed Poetry My heart is broken,
the love that once completed me,
now drains away, replaced with pain
my eyes overflow with tears.
I put my heart and soul
into something no longer worth it.
I see him sitting there,
happy as hell.
Why can't I be this way?
I ask myself
and I immediately respond,
knowing all too well
my unhappiness is too familiar
for me to venture anywhere else.
