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The Extinguisher
All alone with nothing to do,
just not feeling happy inside,
like a cloud when it’s raining just filled with grey.
Not feeling mad either, more like
a person when someone has past away,
or when a kid get’s yelled at.
Also not caroling, more like
depression, just deep in sorrows
not feeling anything is there anymore.
Just the feeling of wanna eat ice cream
and cry all long, just feel like there’s nothing
to give for, no more life.
I feel like an Extinguisher need to let everything
out, and blow everything out, leaving nothing
behind but foam.

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