melancholic state

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The roads were lined with the melted walls of the broken down buildings that compose this city.
All consisting of people, but never consisting of her.
They live their normals lives filled with melancholy wishing to have the things they don't have.
Soon enough, the melancholy gets unbearable, just like it had for her.
She sat in her window, day after day,
she sat and watched the sun rise and set.
Her thoughts consisted of monsters and men;
The things that caused her heart to break,
her eyes filled with tears and she stared into the distance.
She never knew happiness, she only knew fear.
For this was her melancholic state that only she knew, she liked it that way and you would too.

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