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The mud is thick Cold Engulfing and empty I’ve lived in the pit Suffocated conviction Screaming inside Smiles plastered Eyes gleaming Tears rolling down my Nightdress Trudging. Running. Day by night by day. Queen of the pm to am. Yearning creative freedom, I’ll drown it all again.
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Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 5:56 PM UTC
The Nocturnal descent
The mud is thick Cold Engulfing and empty I’ve lived in the pit Suffocated conviction Screaming inside Smiles plastered Eyes gleaming Tears rolling down my Nightdress Trudging. Running. Day by night by day. Queen of the pm to am. Yearning creative freedom, I’ll drown it all again.
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Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 5:56 PM UTC
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