Looks like I got myself
near that cycle again.
I'm still hesisitant though.
Well not that doubtful but still.
I'm getting closer.
My mind is getting near it.
Gotta take it afar.
I'm taking it away.
Abolishing it to the nearest ends.
Because duh I don't care.
I don't. I don't.
Right?
It's wiped out now for good.
Nothing is imminent.
I'm safe.
🥀
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A/N:
What's special about this peculiar piece is that, the category of the cycle is infinite. It can be a rape/love/hate/depression/anxiety/ cutting/ specific thoughts. . .
Everyone can understand it in his/her own way.
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