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The Abyss Within

I retreat into myself, Cursing my name like an idiom. I realise my curse; It is but this phase I have dived into. I just detach myself from the glass. It is always a stressful game. I long for the heavenly pride— Such a tide comes when I take such a stride! I cannot help but wait for a lasting punishment. I cannot save myself. I cannot help but escape within. I cannot but be used to my salient classics. There was a remarkable midnight, The last time I closed my eyes. My brain is being fragmented; Now, my heart is but an illusion to me. Though we are in fallacies, My other selves have turned, just as I have. I am accustomed to being my own paradise— Yet any sanctuary I build serves only to trap me within.

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