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Once, the static in my brain Aligned so perfectly with the rushing in my veins That it became central to my consciousness. Perceived by my ears as an ever-rising crescendo, My heart swelled, radiating pin-pricks - painfully, Down to my fingertips. I was immobilized by dread, And capitulation to fear was imminent, As I realized the presence Of an unwelcome and terminal essence; It was striving for control, unwilling to settle for less. I at first tried to fight- but the hold was too strong; My limbs were too weak to fend for myself, My mind too frantic to offer help - So I accommodated instead, and ever since.
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May 20, 2024
May 20, 2024 at 9:27 PM UTC
Accustomed (or Nightmare Realized)
Once, the static in my brain Aligned so perfectly with the rushing in my veins That it became central to my consciousness. Perceived by my ears as an ever-rising crescendo, My heart swelled, radiating pin-pricks - painfully, Down to my fingertips. I was immobilized by dread, And capitulation to fear was imminent, As I realized the presence Of an unwelcome and terminal essence; It was striving for control, unwilling to settle for less. I at first tried to fight- but the hold was too strong; My limbs were too weak to fend for myself, My mind too frantic to offer help - So I accommodated instead, and ever since.
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May 20, 2024
May 20, 2024 at 9:27 PM UTC
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