cycle

a knife cutting though strands,


the strands that hold me together,


i fall,


at first i am sad, disgusted,


then bliss and calm overwhelm me,


i sink,


deeper, and deeper,


deeper into this never-ending cycle,


the cycle that i shall one day drown in


(im not actually doing sh i just wanted to write abt smth idk)

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im fine dw twin :D /srs