days of despair

The sun rose and forgot to say good morning.
The clouds wept and no one cared.
The flowers blossomed and had no fragrance.
The birds flew away and never said goodbye.
The moon shone but enlightened no one.

These are the days of despair.
These are the moments of solitude.
These are the thoughts buried in the deep recesses of my soul.
These are the thoughts of many, but few are brave enough to speak of.
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