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Apr 2021
Every breath is agony
when you’re conflicted about
whether you want to take it

dark shadows,
creeping into the corners of my heart

ghosts in my head,
talking to me at night,
their endless plotting for

more

paralysis when I try to wake from
this nightmare, that is happening without sleep

I am screaming from the bottom of the ocean
but it is too late, for no one saw me

drowning
Emma Elisabeth Wood
Written by
Emma Elisabeth Wood  F/UK
(F/UK)   
73
   --- and Imran Islam
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