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Pins and needles My body sprawled flat in the place we call comfort Bed Annoyance greets my features and my face become aged as I scrunch it, I don't like the warmth It's dry Reminds me of something Snaking down my throat I try to scream Vibrations ripple my body Breaking the rhythmic waves of pins and needles Paralysed Awake Asleep Awake. Asleep God save the Dream
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Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 7:58 AM UTC
Sleep paralysis
Pins and needles My body sprawled flat in the place we call comfort Bed Annoyance greets my features and my face become aged as I scrunch it, I don't like the warmth It's dry Reminds me of something Snaking down my throat I try to scream Vibrations ripple my body Breaking the rhythmic waves of pins and needles Paralysed Awake Asleep Awake. Asleep God save the Dream
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Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 7:58 AM UTC
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