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I have had really rough days. I wrote this sometime in July when I was trying out my emo poet phase.

Sadness is the order of the day.. Some say it's called ennui.. Boredom at its peak.. Time seems endless.. Thoughts keep flying round and round more like racing... Depression..

Like Ace Hood sang 'same old shit just a different day' that was the routine..

Nothing seemed exciting;
Food seemed bland just eating to say alive..
TV was just people moving around in the box.. Communication with others was more of a gruesome task than a relationship..
Sleeping seemed like the only thing to do (even though it came easy, it was always filled with nightmares from the ever racing thoughts)..

Dark corners and rooms seemed to bring peace because the sun or light brought annoyance and reality of life.. 

Yeah like I said dark times.

With love, the InspiredCutiee 😘

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