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I gulped my air down and felt my hand being held. Electric pulses walked through my body and I got carried into an emergency room. I am not dead and not dying but I am not living. I left my body and I do not know where I went and now there are two people inside of me named mind and soul but they don't know the other exists because everyday is a gamble as to who gets to live and who gets to sleep. And some days they both call in while my abused vessel drowns in my sheets and my lungs slow but my eyes stay open but I cannot see.
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Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 12:18 AM UTC
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I gulped my air down and felt my hand being held. Electric pulses walked through my body and I got carried into an emergency room. I am not dead and not dying but I am not living. I left my body and I do not know where I went and now there are two people inside of me named mind and soul but they don't know the other exists because everyday is a gamble as to who gets to live and who gets to sleep. And some days they both call in while my abused vessel drowns in my sheets and my lungs slow but my eyes stay open but I cannot see.
daire-fox
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Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 12:18 AM UTC
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