Rescue

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The night

a black knife

cutting my heart

into pieces.

An eternal torment

a past wound

overflowing

drowning me

in a deep pond of sorrow.

I try to swim

against the wave of emotions.

So, I swirl around

without touching

any ground

in the risk

of losing myself

on the way down

of insanity.

_{Drowning, jumpinkmonkey}

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