Invisible Sorceress.
By: VooDooYa She's an invisible sorceress. Invisible Battles. Trapping me in a maze too complex to get out of. Stuck in a loop of recurring damage. Habitually deflecting attempts at unnecessary panic. She's an invisible sorceress. Stealing time from me. A few seconds. Every minute. Every hour. That I breathe. She's an invisible sorceress. Whispering madness. Living, breathing, feeding off my sadness. Replaying impending fates and all of my mistakes. Conjuring up everything that I hate. She's an invisible sorceress. Hiding and waiting. Constraining. Detaining. Suffocating. Slowly and gradually asphyxiating. She’s an invisible sorceress Consuming me. Using my time, my mind and my body. Leaving invisible wounds you can't see. Siphoning all of the good parts of me. She's An invisible sorceress. She haunts me.
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