I watched a sad, sad movie last night
It made me pause and ponder
I longed and then I dreamt
I reached for the field of lillies
I awoke to a dreary realism
Remembering that it no longer mattered
That note, that bloody note
It changed everything and nothing at the same time
Enhancing the already baked in sadness
No point in singing a note of melancholy
Categories: mental health, Poetry, Psychology, society, women
psychologistmimi 
Beautifully penned
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Thank you!
Have a great day ahead
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Beautiful.
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Thank you! Have a great day
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Thanks. 😀
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TruE There is ALWays
Room for at least
one Note of New Now..:)
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Lovely – sometimes a sad movie helps put things in perspective.
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Indeed sad movies can be cathartic. Same, i find, with horror films. Go figure
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