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Paralysis
"you're not living right...." echoing throughout the halls of one's mind; hang on for what? death, death, death, residing in one's lungs;
"what the hell is this?" echoing throughout the halls of one's mind; yet not enough courage to instantly end it; yells bouncing off unbreakable glass
efforts to break through left one winded; subconscious prayers to not awaken tomorrow; "get out of my head, get out of my head, get out of my head "....
Published 6th Jun 2019
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