Saturday, January 17, 2015
Sadness
Why is there always a little sadness lingering in my heart? Eventhough there is nothing to be sad about, even when life is near-perfect. Even when I'm happy; truly happy, it is still there. Sometimes, the sadness squeezes my heart as though it is a sponge and crushes my lungs till it's hard for me to breathe.
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