There is something lying like a heavy cloud,

over my head today,

It is not depression or sadness,

it is a mysterious thing,

This solemnity is overpowering,

it pours on its deep sorrow,

and never leaves,

it torments until there is nothing left,

The feeling tears at my heart,

it breaks it into a million bits,

and throws them to the wind,

my heart then disappears,

There is nothing left now,

but solemnity in this world,

it takes over everyone,

and leaves no happiness or joy.

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