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My body nothing but an empty carcass rotting in the sun. Walking across a ******* ocean of the dead and dumb. Close to the end, the horizon at my finger tips, reaching, my skin rips. Exposing my blood not red but black i feel my lungs collapse, i fall on my back.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 8:02 AM UTC
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My body nothing but an empty carcass rotting in the sun. Walking across a ******* ocean of the dead and dumb. Close to the end, the horizon at my finger tips, reaching, my skin rips. Exposing my blood not red but black i feel my lungs collapse, i fall on my back.
The journey through my mind.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 8:02 AM UTC
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