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Flowing
I’m drowning in the remnants of my own mind,
Falling deeper into the abyss of consciousness
That threatens to spill out onto the pavement at any given moment.
Pull the trigger and watch it flow?
Flowing,
flowing,
flowing out.
My soul is bursting at the seams,
breaking out,
broken up,
bending wildly.
I’m bartering with my...
Tuesday 5th November 2024 7:07 pm

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