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May 2020
As dark as the abyss
Shedding no light
Only the sounds of the unbearable
As this buried axe deepens
Seething only pain
As this wound widens
This is hell
The illusion created by my own fragmented mind
As the internal wound worsens
Only wanting to be freed.
Written by
J Nightingale  22/M
(22/M)   
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   Fawn and MS Anjaan
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