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Sep 2021
My memories haunt me
Whether by sleep
Or light of day
Relentlessly they pursue me
Clawing at the fabric of my reality
Gnawing at my will
I feel little at this point
I’ve bled out all that I love
I’ve been told
I should forgive myself
That I need not suffer anymore
Damnation my salvation
Written by
Jamison Bell
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