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Grief.

It dragged me down.

And held me with icy fingers.

And promises.

That it would never let me go.

Never let me see the light.

Because I was enveloped in darkness.

And it was choking me.

Suffocating me.

Driving me to the brink of sanity.

Hoping to push me over.



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