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A cracked skull. The fluids choke me senseless I gag on a rotten finger Flashback, Arms bent like a bobby pin. Used; for unlocking a key, Thirteen ribs. Please, there's no space to breathe Air wraps its finger around my throat Choked, Legs hollowed like a carcass. Preyed; by a fetid vulture, I’ve a broken heart with many tears The only way for repair is to be put on a list. I must struggle my way up O! But haven't I struggled enough?
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Dec 3, 2025
Dec 3, 2025 at 7:23 PM UTC
Diagnosis Part 1: Tortured
A cracked skull. The fluids choke me senseless I gag on a rotten finger Flashback, Arms bent like a bobby pin. Used; for unlocking a key, Thirteen ribs. Please, there's no space to breathe Air wraps its finger around my throat Choked, Legs hollowed like a carcass. Preyed; by a fetid vulture, I’ve a broken heart with many tears The only way for repair is to be put on a list. I must struggle my way up O! But haven't I struggled enough?
this is my favorite out of all the ones I've written
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15/F/Somewhere
Dec 3, 2025
Dec 3, 2025 at 7:23 PM UTC
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