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That moment where you need to write but you can't, where it should pour from your soul but you're stuck in a rut and lost beyond help. The ocean is salvation, but what difference should brine and rainwater and static electricity make to a monster? Nothing is old and everything is new but maybe you just need some history. Maps aren't cutting in and graphs are too complicated.

Do you ever feel like you're trapped in your own personalised Hell where the flowers can't grow and you can't see the sky? Who knows who made it- it could have been anyone, anything. It's off the map and hidden in the construction lines for architectural drawings. The buildings were long demolished and a piece of your heart is still trapped in the rubble. Where is he now? Where did the rock go? Maybe it tarnished like you did. Maybe the lights are going off one by one and this is okay because you belong there in the dark.

Description
That moment where you need to write but you can't, where it should pour from your soul but you're stuck in a rut and lost beyond help. The ocean is salvation, but what difference should brine and rainwater and static electricity make to a monster? Nothing is old and everything is new but maybe you just need some history. Maps aren't cutting in and graphs are too complicated.

Do you ever feel like you're trapped in your own personalised Hell where the flowers can't grow and you can't see the sky? Who knows who made it- it could have been anyone, anything. It's off the map and hidden in the construction lines for architectural drawings. The buildings were long demolished and a piece of your heart is still trapped in the rubble. Where is he now? Where did the rock go? Maybe it tarnished like you did. Maybe the lights are going off one by one and this is okay because you belong there in the dark.