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Abyss
I could not do everything I wanted to do
so, I laughed it off and cut my throat
to descend into a bloody abyss
where my mind could open up wide
and swallow everything whole
doubting everything
questioning everything
criticising everything
until my mind had had its fill
and I rose back up from the abyss
and into the light
my throat still cut
but my life intact.
Saturday 24th March 2018 9:39 pm
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