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My racing thoughts are crashing sraight into my heart Paramedics on the scene diagnose my art It's flooding every ventricle and clotting in my veins But what I see is beautiful and I don't mind the pain
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Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 3:46 AM UTC
Art Attack
My racing thoughts are crashing sraight into my heart Paramedics on the scene diagnose my art It's flooding every ventricle and clotting in my veins But what I see is beautiful and I don't mind the pain
LunarLena
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Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 3:46 AM UTC
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