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Sep 2017
It starts from the sharp part,
then it slowly moves to your skin,
it breaks the first wall
and then the red alarm appears.

As the chaos starts to grow,
it goes even deeper,
it crashes your muscles into small little parts
and then it makes circles around
just for the sake of the fun.

It never really wants to go out,
because that means
the party's over.
Hristy
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Hristy  22/F/Republic of Macedonia
(22/F/Republic of Macedonia)   
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