isn't the only thing
even though
it doesn't smack you
in the face,
it does come
out of no
where
even though
it doesn't shake you
back and forth,
it does put a cloud
over the happy
mood
even though
no one can see
the quick change,
it pulls you
down, down,
so deep . . .
darkest blue
and familiar
even though
you want to
hold it in,
in fear of falling
apart
You have to breathe
so it knows it isn't
the only thing
allowed to live
inside of you.
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