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March 14th, 2016

A shaft sinking into despair,

Suffocating in words,

Drowning in tears,

Pinned down by the face of guilt,

Harangued by the voices inside,

Demons eating away the last of its confidence,

Until the shaft is anchored at the bottom,

Only to remember the pain,

And know it will be forgotten.

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