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Nice poem, really depressing. It may be a surprise to you, but I actually like depressing poems.
Here is some short poem I did ages ago about being broken inside... It's a depressed look on love...
Broken Inside
This thing keeps on eating away,
and it never seems to stop feeding,
my pain is drifting through me,
I always feel I'm bleeding.
I try too hard to make things work,
but to no cost, and no prevail,
my life ends up on these ruined tracks,
as I shiver and turn so pale.
I'm broken inside,
and there's no where to go,
and for days I have cried,
so that even now, I'm still broken inside.
^ Not so gruesome, but still... Deep nonetheless I feel. What do you think Gerald?