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Do not ask me what lies beneath.

The darkness that I carry inside myself
has existed since before I had an earthly form:
red and black and unimaginable,
the sewage and lava of the soul, remnants of sin,
the decomposition of lies told and relics of secrets unkept.

When you ask me “Where did you go?”
the answer is always here.

Hades, Persephone, Eurydice
are bedfellows in this
damp landscape that
constricts as it expands.

On the worst days,
I fear it will envelop me in suicide.

On the best days,
it is the source of all my power.

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