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A rush of a million causalities Beyond anyones comprehension A stirring emotion Pulsing through and through These aching limbs Violent swaying Thrashing towards the skin A broken body Lies deep within Gashed but still moving Their heart is slowly beating A sad, hopeless beating A struggle to hold onto The light that is up ahead A weak limb mightily Wastes the last bit of energy It once had Crumbled now The body is leaded Stiff and ****** Simply trashed Towards the ground.
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Sep 24, 2013
Sep 24, 2013 at 9:34 PM UTC
Is this death?
A rush of a million causalities Beyond anyones comprehension A stirring emotion Pulsing through and through These aching limbs Violent swaying Thrashing towards the skin A broken body Lies deep within Gashed but still moving Their heart is slowly beating A sad, hopeless beating A struggle to hold onto The light that is up ahead A weak limb mightily Wastes the last bit of energy It once had Crumbled now The body is leaded Stiff and ****** Simply trashed Towards the ground.
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atlas-the-bug
Sep 24, 2013
Sep 24, 2013 at 9:34 PM UTC
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