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Release me o misery

And you’ve gone, left me at thr mercy of my demons again. Vulnerable, to be repossessed.All I can do is be glad for you and grow morose for myself. Because if the powers that be work  this way, we may never cross paths again. Thinking of it makes me want to snuff out.

Wallowing in sorrow, along the banks of the river of longing.

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