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Convulsing, Vibrating, Spreading. It’s tendrils reach across the floor And up the walls, Feeling. Emitting a heavy buzz, It becomes overbearing. The only sound I can hear. Dripping, Clammy, Suffocating. I feel it wrap itself around my throat, And makes it’s way into my ears, Seeping. Snaking through my cingulate cortex, Putting it to sleep. Putting me to sleep. Morose, Destructive, Burdened.
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Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 12:46 AM UTC
it's lurking
Convulsing, Vibrating, Spreading. It’s tendrils reach across the floor And up the walls, Feeling. Emitting a heavy buzz, It becomes overbearing. The only sound I can hear. Dripping, Clammy, Suffocating. I feel it wrap itself around my throat, And makes it’s way into my ears, Seeping. Snaking through my cingulate cortex, Putting it to sleep. Putting me to sleep. Morose, Destructive, Burdened.
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Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 12:46 AM UTC
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