A strong feeling of dismay.
A loss of love or care.
Feelings of decay.
Can't breathe this air.
It's contaminated...
Filled with particles of hate.
My thoughts just can't be stated.
Not sure what to think of this state.
This pigment of mind.
My loss of feeling,
and thoughts never pleasant or kind.
Not sure how this equation is dealing.
Losing track of so called time,
pondering if life really exists.
Falling for a rhyme...
A none existing twist.

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