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Through the Lens of Melancholy
The demons gaze at me like they’ve drunken malice tea. A beverage filled with pure hate, only my spilt blood will fully satiate. Their thirst, and their hunger, because they feed on my worst. My thoughts and my feelings, all my troubled dealings. The times that I reached up and hit into glass ceilings…
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