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Dark abyss.
The dark abyss is somewhat unsettling; it is mysterious and gloomy, rather like my mind. However, I was never taught that this abyss would be the death of me, that it’s unknown could be filled with hate and expectations that are near too impossible to meet. “Don’t do that, you won’t fit” that longing to eat has since forth become obsolete, the desire to be praised is now craved, my mind is now occupied with the thoughts of others, teeming with the need to be demeaning to lovers, how can anyone live this way? My thoughts cannot be contained; they can be seen as if laid out like a buffet, surely I can’t be self-obsessed, my mind isn’t my own, let alone discerning myself, my mind needs to be removed for any chance to be improved, this thought is consuming me alive, to be self-obsessed is anything but divine, this idea must be why it’s true, this thought that has since forth driven my life, is a sign of my hollow apparition, my mind has fully consumed me, leaving no more room to be improving.[font=Georgia][/font]
Published 14th Oct 2014
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