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**Noisy mummers As my spiritual being is taken over Cold winds blow up my nose, Yet window is shut. Slight sensations in my body Thoughts began to twist and turn, "Society I hope you burn" Causing an alarm, My Veins Popping, Pulse boiling The lights in my eyes, They began Twisting and toiling I can hear their whispering sounds, of deceiving chuckles Head throbbing Nails disintegrating, White Walls receding The Battered soulless making their way to where they fit in, being me**
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
The Soulless
**Noisy mummers As my spiritual being is taken over Cold winds blow up my nose, Yet window is shut. Slight sensations in my body Thoughts began to twist and turn, "Society I hope you burn" Causing an alarm, My Veins Popping, Pulse boiling The lights in my eyes, They began Twisting and toiling I can hear their whispering sounds, of deceiving chuckles Head throbbing Nails disintegrating, White Walls receding The Battered soulless making their way to where they fit in, being me**
IsabellaRose
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
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