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Torn To Pieces

byRedHairedandFriendly©

I think I’m losing my heart,
Not to love or joy or happiness,
but to loss, despair and sorrow.
I think it’s broken and can’t be fixed.
No amount of tape, silly putty or glue
will make it whole again.
I think I should throw in the towel.
I’m tired of me, so surely others are too.
It’s dark here, cold and lonely,
sad and blue.
I can’t breathe, see straight or
even contemplate my next move.
God, how I hate depression
maybe I need those pills after all. . .

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