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Why is unbearably sad to me?
Every 2 days I want to get drunk.
I don't want them to see me drunk and crying.
I'm losing myself.
Distruction.
Even my dear friend S. can't get me out of darkness.
My heart crumbles to dust.
The autumn wind is waving it.
This autumn has given me something great.
Just this September the best in my life.
Also this month has broke my hope.
Tomorrow September will end.
This Sunday will be two weeks since he left.
He don't need me. I wanted to be useful and necessary.
Who am I? What do I do?
Rage.