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1 poem·Since November 2018
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The Darkness

November 2, 2018
The darkness is creeping up on me. It's up to my neck, I'm barely swimming.. not swimming at all, honestly... I'm drowning in darkness The tendrils wrapping around my neck Tightening their grip and depriving me of oxygen. I don't know what to do I'm just wandering alone and blindly Lost completely Am I ever going to be freed of this darkness oppressing me?
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