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Life's light mood's bright heart's fine when soul's only mine. Then you came, hijacked every cell you stumbled upon which drove me insane. Now life's hard, heart has died, soul's really tired, frivolity hunches- hides. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Matthew Brodeur In response to Daily Post: Frivolous