April 26, 2002
"To be furious, is to be frighted of fear."
New Entry:
White.
White surrounds me.
I have awoken.
This isn't
My room.
I'm secured.. Cinched.
I can't move.
My eye, it wanders.
The strings are
Suffocating me.
I can't breath.
And I felt,
Yet again, the
Murk.
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Grief | l.s
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