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'Ness
The loneliness, it swallows me up,
drowns me in boredom with myself.The sadness, it makes me cry,
I think of every single loss.The coldness, it freezes me,
makes me feel as if I hate the world.The unhappiness, it hardens me,
makes me want to DIE.Copyright © December 13, 1988
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