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I oscillate suspended perhaps from the reigns of this dark ceiling, the wire holding my consciousness breaks and suddenly my trip becomes ominous, please my misery isn't worth your amusement nor is it any consolation for bad luck, it is now this realization of my dreams undergoing corruption, a sea of hallucinations and self induced masochism in all attempt to achieve the collapse of reality
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Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 3:42 AM UTC
My night terrors
I oscillate suspended perhaps from the reigns of this dark ceiling, the wire holding my consciousness breaks and suddenly my trip becomes ominous, please my misery isn't worth your amusement nor is it any consolation for bad luck, it is now this realization of my dreams undergoing corruption, a sea of hallucinations and self induced masochism in all attempt to achieve the collapse of reality
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Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 3:42 AM UTC
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