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Dec 2010
my chest tightens
did you feel that;

whispered
the monster

I feel so much more
my lungs are caving in
and I'm clenching both hands against my chest
like a mad woman
how can you be so gracious
how can you have been so contagious
I have no immunity to you


I am dieing.
midnight prague
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midnight prague
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