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kianamp in love with the art of poetry
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the beauty of anxiety.

six feet under.

I can feel my thoughts

stabbing into my skull

like sharpened razors

on sensitive skin

these thoughts haunt me

taunt me

force me to surrender

to lay down

and accept this doom

this darkness I can't peel off

they throw me in deep water

tied to an anchor

only to revive my pulse

when the pain becomes trauma

everyday

they get stronger

devising new strategies

to bury me

little do they know

although I'm alive

I already feel

like I'm six feet under

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