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How can I go from feeling fine,
To feeling low.
A hairs breadth of a moment
To soul sinking emotion.
What had colour, is now dull.
What was joy, is now sorrow.
And I know I’m a fool,
For these thoughts over you,
I’m better off out,
If you increase my self doubt.
Look up, read, repeat,
walk away.
©️ Juliette Turrell
The threads are hard to sever for sure, great lines.
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Wonderful little write. Our feelings and thoughts can be so sensitive and ever changing.
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