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Sombre Mood
 
By Mandy Caruana
 
Go if you must
the door is there
slam it if you want
I don't care
I may wallow in self-pity for a time
so be it
at least this sombre mood is mine
 
I'll just sit here with my dreams in tatters
to hell with the rest
nothing else matters
I'll work overtime
to create this gloomy despair of mine
I shall mourn my loss
 
Days will pass, I shall recover in time
but for this moment
let this sombre mood be mine
 

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