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Dec 2014
My heart,
This colossal piston
Is slowly halting.
Sickly,
In its cavity.
Poisoned.
Bleating,
Its final rhythmic chorus.
No more.
No more.
No more.
This heart is dying.
mrmonst3r
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mrmonst3r
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