There's Something Wrong With Tracen
A poem:
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A memory; once beloved
Snapped and torn at the sinew
Lingering in the rot and crimson
Yet drowning furthermore
Could it breathe? Would it want to?
It is a horrible memory. It shouldn't.
Yet it does. It will persist.
You will persist.
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heavy inspiration from Purnit
Created Oct 7
Updated Oct 7
Published Oct 7
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