Suddenly, i am marble. i am stone. i cannot speak. words claw at my throat. my soul bleeds, but no sound escapes my lips free.
i am a ghost. a distorted collage of repetitive memory. and i am trapped inside a body that has grown on around me, curling and climbing like ivy.
fear being the grande greek columns that keep me from moving. i mold a home out of the devouring darkness, and i feel no love, no light can salvage me from this debris.
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