Clinical Darkness

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First it starts slow,

just trembling within the depths of my conscious.

Then it builds higher and higher and I'm under its control.

The dark hold is gripping me and suffocating me,

And the only way to pull out of it is to cry.

Sob,

Weep,

Until I'm able to put on a fake smile and return back to reality.

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