1000 Statues - True
Today is the day I wish I was dead. I’ve shouldered the doubt of making anything beautiful in the way he was always beautiful. As water continues to rub his features smooth, until the statue is just a standing stone, unremarkable to anyone at all. There is no other shock like coffin-cold water. There is no other love like when you were young. There is no other falsehood greater than memory. I do a disservice drowning him where no light pierces. It is the introversion of a jailkeeper. What is a dungeon for? To keep a prisoner.
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