Something is not right.
All the air has left my lungs.
And I sit here waiting.
As the day falls into darkness,
I do not change.
Nothing matters now.
Not with a broken heart.
One that may never heal.
But of course I can't complain.
After all, I am still alive.
I've been told that's all that matters.
All I can say to that would be....
HUMPH
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