the ebbing of the ceaseless drown
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Them: 'How did you overcome it?'
(Oh, you mean the times I've rendered myself numb and immobile. Because, the colossal weight within my chest, has now made a shrine of all my dark insidious makings. And all my burdens have shackled my limbs into the mattress and their voices echoed within my shaking pen-hands spilling their misdeeds but never the righteous...