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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1385846
syrup through my veins
Gravity weighs
heavy on me,
pushes,
moving a struggle.
I long for escape,
collapse, release,
sleep.
Cold seeps through my soul,
stealing my energy,
focus,
demanding oblivion.
Minutes edge by like hours,
turning hours into eternity,
suffocating slowly.
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