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pulp

stretch.

cold space, tight like knives.

scrape. grip. scrape. clench
losing grip.

and it stretches into my soul
- rip.

ghouls.monsters.vultures.
my1000unfriendlyghosts.

slither, slither
(into me and) stretch. rip.
suck.

black stare; blank like death.
freeze. shudder. squeeze. mutter
-incoherent words
they freeze down my throat
like an avalanche.

disaster.
pain.murder.
pain.
torture.pain.

fear.

my mind collapses.
i am not free.
Written by 3ampoems (Celine Belli)
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