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Backround noise, suppressed, forgotten for the most part. Pushed aside with life its events, its systematic struggles, when brought to memory its drowned out again. Like a Faint noise or a Memory you can't quite grasp. a Small thing Large impact. It's 12 pm a dark room stares back at you. Everyone's asleep Your eyes can't close, a feeling once so dull now becomes consuming. Making every inhale- feel like drowning- being smothered. In something you chose to ignore something you tried to erase... pushing something away, only Moves it it will never Destroy it. Now that Dull Ache, the one you ignored. for so many years, is All you feel All you are. it cannot be repressed forever. Stop Running Away.
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Mar 31
Mar 31, 2026 at 5:02 PM UTC
A dull ache.
Backround noise, suppressed, forgotten for the most part. Pushed aside with life its events, its systematic struggles, when brought to memory its drowned out again. Like a Faint noise or a Memory you can't quite grasp. a Small thing Large impact. It's 12 pm a dark room stares back at you. Everyone's asleep Your eyes can't close, a feeling once so dull now becomes consuming. Making every inhale- feel like drowning- being smothered. In something you chose to ignore something you tried to erase... pushing something away, only Moves it it will never Destroy it. Now that Dull Ache, the one you ignored. for so many years, is All you feel All you are. it cannot be repressed forever. Stop Running Away.
written by me not posted in long time enjoy
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16/F/England
Mar 31
Mar 31, 2026 at 5:02 PM UTC
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