is
killing me,
eating me,
drowning me,
consuming me,
in the ocean of depression
of grey,
and black,
and white.
a rage
a rage,
and another rage
and another,
on and on.
like waves.
like mountains.
I write to survive
is
killing me,
eating me,
drowning me,
consuming me,
in the ocean of depression
of grey,
and black,
and white.
a rage
a rage,
and another rage
and another,
on and on.
like waves.
like mountains.
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