90 words
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JJK
every day I come back home,
every day Im met with silence.
deafening silence.
the silence where everything within me screams,
but no words escape.
no noise can be heard.
no sound is made.
it hurts.
it wounds.
it aches exceedingly.
it takes over,
it changes.
it wins.
i've lost all hope in being 'happy'
pfft,
what even is 'happy' supposed to mean?
an emotion that one feels that bubbles within their insides?
a feeling of relief and peace that makes them feel joy?
smiling?
laughing?
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it's all foreign to me.
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