I do not see the world
with rose-tinted glasses;
I adore the thick grey rain globs
and the overcast mist.
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Like dementors enjoy their freedom,
I feed on the misery and woe;
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I bask in my innate ability
to bring you down
to Earth’s nadir.
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I drag you with me
to the gritty sandy bed
of the Mariana Trench
where I wallow in self-loathing
barely moving, never breathing
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And still, you stand beside me
ignoring the suffocation
as though you can help me rise
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