I got of of the psychiatric facility I had been locked into for a few months, and started thinking. Then I wrote. This is what became of it.


10. Sadness

Fuck. That’s kinda all I have to say. I cannot describe sadness. It is too big. I've sat here for I don’t know how long wondering how I could ever describe this one. And all I have come up with is this. So fuck it. We all know what sadness is.

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