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Hello? There's echoes bouncing off the clean white halls. The needles are coming. I'm climbing the walls. The doors are all locked but it's all in my head. I can't get a line out, the phones are all dead. Hello? Can you hear me? Whenever I blink I get blood in my eyes. They say they are tears, I say they are lies. Your glittering sharpness obsesses my heart. They say that I'm bitter. I say I'm a **** Hello? I think it's dead. No. The line. It's dead. I scream at the warden, **** YOU! Let me out!" But the warden is in ME, and the warden is doubt. The doors are all locked, but it's all in my head. I can't get a line out, the phones are all dead.
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Jun 29, 2010
Jun 29, 2010 at 2:42 PM UTC
Dead Line
Hello? There's echoes bouncing off the clean white halls. The needles are coming. I'm climbing the walls. The doors are all locked but it's all in my head. I can't get a line out, the phones are all dead. Hello? Can you hear me? Whenever I blink I get blood in my eyes. They say they are tears, I say they are lies. Your glittering sharpness obsesses my heart. They say that I'm bitter. I say I'm a **** Hello? I think it's dead. No. The line. It's dead. I scream at the warden, **** YOU! Let me out!" But the warden is in ME, and the warden is doubt. The doors are all locked, but it's all in my head. I can't get a line out, the phones are all dead.
melissa-hardie
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Jun 29, 2010
Jun 29, 2010 at 2:42 PM UTC
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