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Dec 2014
I Am melting. sickness

i am melting, slowly, into a
pink mass, a goo in a small
mountain up against the wall.
sickening, sickness, this comes from within.

my eyes swell, sinking back into my head
filling with the hot waters of relief

**** Me Now.

My mouth slides down
my long face
letting out a sigh that i have been
carrying with me for sometime.
With it leaves a sick feeling
in my gut, a weight
from my stomach.
For now.
Written by
dareujoe
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