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Stygian. Stagnant. Solitary.

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Reads 699
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Parts 29
Time 12m

myhonestopinion

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Darkness. Stillness. Loneliness.
Three hells, amassed within the contents of a human skull to torture the mind.
Artistically speaking, they are the kerosene that keeps the fire of poetry alive. 
Consciously, they're traumatically destructive.All Rights Reserved

ashby author coleridge depression easyread emotion freeverse mental mentalhealth nonfiction paradox poetry quick raw reality relatable short solitary stagnant stygian truth

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