true happiness
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Today was different,
I didn’t feel like I was drowning
In a sea of my own tears.
The cold grip of shackles
That encompassed me
No longer bound me
To regret or remorse.
The sun dips down behind the clouds
And disappears from sight.
The gradual darkness slowly spreads
And then begins the night.
With tired eyes and achy souls
We try to lay and rest
