a thimble in time
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Melancholy, Seeping and creeping, Leeching through the skin, Calmly softly whispering, Gently dripping in. Aghast, a ghostly presence Hovering through my head Scheming and Conspiring To bring about my end. Hemorrhaging glee, Encroaching despair, Joy slowly bleeding, wounds that don’t repair At the farthest edge of sanity, I can just make out the other side, Insect-ual calamities, subtly destroying my mind... Depression, Seeping and creeping, cruelly plummeting below the skin, violent rampant shrieking, misery pouring in…
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