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Mar 2014
You're neck deep in the blood pulsing through their veins
As the brain swims in this Nausea of the soul
Dizzying vibrations rock the earth out from above you
As your teeth are set on edge and the very fabric of your mind
Tears at the existence of your being
And the world's cold cruel hand tries to dig into you
And your eyes roll back in your head
And the world turns into an obscure Dali visions
Your heart set into the empty void of your youth
Quinn
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Quinn  22/F/Purgatory
(22/F/Purgatory)   
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