My eyes are drawn into the darkness, and I can feel my existence slowly fading away. My thoughts are shrouded by the shadows rising from the depths of my mind, suffocating me. I feel lost, my hands helplessly covering my face, weighed down by the knowledge that nothing will ever get better. No matter how hard I try, I cannot escape this darkness.

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Splintered identities, fractured between layers of myself I don’t recognize anymore. Each version of me stares back, hollow, as if asking why we ended up here. I see them all—the fragments, the broken promises I made to myself, now blurred beneath streaks of red, like blood smeared over a memory I can’t fully grasp. I don’t know which face is truly mine anymore.

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