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The Misery You've Created

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      Drowning. She was drowning in a river of troubles and misconceptions.
Drowning and unable to make herself swim. Unable to rescue the few drops of happiness left in her body. Unable to fix her hardworking hands and rearrange her exhausted thoughts when she most needed them.

      She was drowning in a currentless river. Knowing that she wouldn't end up anywhere. That there was no solution for her to reach.  Knowing that there would never be earth beneath her feet. That there wouldn't be a firm surface for her to walk on. 

       She was drowning and yet unable to die. Unable to live. Unable to suffer or grieve. 

I am drowning in the misery you've created for me.

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