Water
It’s like there is water dripping into the crevices of my skull.
And the water is like twilight.
Delicate water, that sprinkles and sparkles.
But also splatters harshly.
Until my brain is floating in the water.
And my eyes are feeling pressured by the water that threatens to burst.
There are already tears that drip gently.
But behind that, is a sinister flood.
My brain is breaking apart like seaweed.
In the water.
My eyes feel the corrosion.
All because of water.
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