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I feel myself slipping. The ground slowly crumbles from beneath me to swallow me whole; into that dark abyss once more. I know it’s coming for me. I can’t escape it. My legs are full of lead, too heavy to lift; weighing me down and helping me fall faster to rock bottom once more.
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Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 3:05 PM UTC
Into Depression
I feel myself slipping. The ground slowly crumbles from beneath me to swallow me whole; into that dark abyss once more. I know it’s coming for me. I can’t escape it. My legs are full of lead, too heavy to lift; weighing me down and helping me fall faster to rock bottom once more.
chelocean
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Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 3:05 PM UTC
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