there’s a hollowness – echoing and aching –
welling up from the deepest little part of me…
threatening to swallow me from the inside out,
drowning me in a grief so deep you never recover.
blossoming from the pit of my stomach and
slithering ever closer to my heart,
it corrupts and decays the most pleasant memories…
corrupts the youth of your mind.
there is no escape – your sublimation is inevitable.
this aching chasm will possess you,
turning your world from day to night…
viciously devouring your soul.
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