Sometimes sadness, especially recently, has simply revealed itself as a complete sense of madness. The saddened madness. People's eye looking at me wearily, as if they can see me at my most vulnerable, as if I am sitting, twitching, talking to myself like a wacko. And maybe I am.
And once again I am wishing that somebody would come and save me.
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It's time out time.
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