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Aug 2021
I'm on fire
I'm burning and boiling
Melting apart piece by piece
My feet sink into the floor and I'm sweating off finger tips and teeth
I'm drowning in hellfire
Gulping down molten slush
That is somehow cooler to my touch
I'm all dried up and a puddle simultaneously
Scoop me up and drink
I'm thirsty.
WickedHope
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WickedHope  26/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
(26/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell)   
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     Frank Ruland, ryn and ---
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