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My chest and thighs are warm under the sheets Hands and feet, oddly cold Why am I feeling as a corpse? It’s breaking into my heart, Bruising It feels like sickness It feels empty
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC
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My chest and thighs are warm under the sheets Hands and feet, oddly cold Why am I feeling as a corpse? It’s breaking into my heart, Bruising It feels like sickness It feels empty
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC
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