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My roots are breaking into the depths of depression.
I’m locked in the confinement of my own body, within the box of isolation, within a building, within this god forsaken world. Locked in with no key the only way free is death. Drowning in confusion and emptiness. I shout like i'm angry as to remove whatever vulnerability I can. I cry to escape into emotion, to escape from myself the one numb and inferior.
THERE IS NO ESCAPE.
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