ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴇᴍᴇᴛᴇʀɪᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ,
ɢʀᴀᴠᴇs ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ʙᴏɴᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ sᴏᴜɴᴅ,
ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀ ᴛᴜɴɴᴇʟ,
ɪɴ ɪᴛ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss, ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss, ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss, ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ sʜɪᴘᴡʀᴇᴄᴋ
ᴡᴇ ᴅɪᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴏᴜʀsᴇʟᴠᴇs,
ᴀs ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴɪɴɢ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛs,
ᴀs ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴡᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋɪɴ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜʟ.

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My man is depressed
No no, I like poetry 🦈 :sparkles:
Felt that
:ok_hand: :pensive: