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You never know the depths of darkness a person beh

You never know the depths of darkness a person beholds, and no one knows about your depths of the chronic fatigue of life. Worst thing, you think nobody will ever understand your mind, so you keep shut and the let the ugliness create havoc inside you, inside someone who was a beautiful little life once. (caption) *weak* Clenching the teeth, you look at nothing with your weak eyes. The tears are on the way but they are taking their time to present themselves. Actually they are shy, just like you. Shy and aloof, so much that even you don't remember the last time you saw them. And you don't think you ever showed them to anyone since the kindergarten days. Today is the day perhaps, to paint some picture from the colours of your tears, looking through the years. Life was a beautiful canvas, painted by the h
You never know the depths of darkness a person beholds, and no one knows about your depths of the chronic fatigue of life. Worst thing, you think nobody will ever understand your mind, so you keep shut and the let the ugliness create havoc inside you, inside someone who was a beautiful little life once. (caption) *weak* Clenching the teeth, you look at nothing with your weak eyes. The tears are on the way but they are taking their time to present themselves. Actually they are shy, just like you. Shy and aloof, so much that even you don't remember the last time you saw them. And you don't think you ever showed them to anyone since the kindergarten days. Today is the day perhaps, to paint some picture from the colours of your tears, looking through the years. Life was a beautiful canvas, painted by the h
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*weak* Clenching the teeth, you look at nothing with your weak eyes. The tears are on the way but they are taking their time to present themselves. Actually they are shy, just like you. Shy and aloof, so much that even you don't remember the last time you saw them. And you don't think you ever showed them to anyone since the kindergarten days. Today is the day perhaps, to paint some picture from the colours of your tears, looking through the years. Life was a beautiful canvas, painted by the h #depression #madness #keepfighting #talkitout #badpoet #Ugliness #lightuptheworld #allthelittlelights