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I Am melting. sickness i am melting, slowly, into a pink mass, a goo in a small mountain up against the wall. sickening, sickness, this comes from within. my eyes swell, sinking back into my head filling with the hot waters of relief **** Me Now. My mouth slides down my long face letting out a sigh that i have been carrying with me for sometime. With it leaves a sick feeling in my gut, a weight from my stomach. For now.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 5:12 PM UTC
My Death
I Am melting. sickness i am melting, slowly, into a pink mass, a goo in a small mountain up against the wall. sickening, sickness, this comes from within. my eyes swell, sinking back into my head filling with the hot waters of relief **** Me Now. My mouth slides down my long face letting out a sigh that i have been carrying with me for sometime. With it leaves a sick feeling in my gut, a weight from my stomach. For now.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 5:12 PM UTC
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