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Depth

Physically my mind aches
My heart and my soul
From this turmoil of give leaving me empty
Isolation sinking in
Sun giving way to darkness too soon
Too soon
Where am I
Amongst a porcelain tub
Sinking in my subtle conscious
Fingers sinking in my wetter being
Just needing to hold me in too many places at once
I cradle and rock head down wanting to submerge in this small tantric sea
See birthdays don't even bring the same joy to me
So I sit here and sip on my day ..
Prisoner of my own mind with keys I hold but
Don't understand how to use
Written by vivid_mocha
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