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Dec 2020
Eradic, flashing are the relentless thoughts
rushing through my mind,

A sensation, too painful to take,
as it engulfs me whole,

Until even my very soul,
has faded into madness,

As the thrills rushing through my veins must be set free,

Cold, empty, lifeless metal,
are the last touch my body can experience,

As it flows into a dark puddle,

I am fading

~ Umi
Written by
Umi  21/Agender/Germany
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