A Familiar Feeling
Oh the dread of the silent many!
Broken once again so heavily,
The weight so large breaking my shoulder,
Feelings collide as I grow even colder,
Once upon a time it used to be
What we always wanted for eternity,
A bliss turned into an obvious illusion
As reality hits me once again like a poison
Like a speeding bus we swiftly move on,
Just as the rain passes by after its long mourn,
Nothing can stop however the human heart
From giving itself another hopeful fresh start.
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