Catacombs of fear
Of self denial
Caged soul
On fire
Frozen in the flames
Of mental mutilations
Still born words
Turning to ashes
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The garbage we tell ourselves. The mindreading. The self-inflicted verbal lashes to our naked backs. We are the very best at castigating...
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