still drowning
the memory faded
digressions
transgressions
synaptic connections
a tiny scream
all the blood
fathoms deep
godlike achilles
smothered in mud
torn by briars
gasping for breath
the impossible
hidden amulets
deeper, darker
forbidden to us
burning towers
blood curdling
a dark stain seeps
under my nails
flat calm
blackened with dust
dead quiet
a kindness
a kindness is what it is
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