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Thoughts of a thinkers mindSilence, my heart pumped not blood, but silence to my veins.
The feeling that crumbled under my skin; crawling and fighting to get out.
So small I felt, but nothing more I could.
I was the prisoner of my own mind, begging for mercy. How come I, myself; me, would bring this upon the dearest of my prisoners?
How they would fight but never win.
Die but still survive.
Strangled by their own.
I was lost in the ocean of my past and glory.
Trapped inside a cocoon, waiting to take the next step. Oh, these prisoners will die in peace.
If only I could let them go.
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