We all grow tired sometimes
And melancholy has a way of seeping
Into the cracks into our fragile skin
If I were more eloquent I might say something profound
But my tongue is lead, not silver
And my large clumsy words tend to stick to narrow throat
Just know that happens to the beat of us
Just know that it will pass
Its not wrong to feel sad
Its not wrong at all
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