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Emergency Room

Am I moving
             My body's moving
                         I'm just assuming
                                              I'm moving
                                                        Intense reality
                                                                  Crawling all through me
                                                   Slithering like leeches
                                    Breaking the skin
           Underneath and within
Am I moving
           all-consuming
                     This thing's looming
                                   Swallowing but stuck
                                                        Don't give a fuck
                                                                          Not moving
                                                          Room is moving
                                         A million ants consuming
                          Predicting my doom in
                   My doom in....
 
Call it time of Death is…….
Written by fianaturie8 (Fia Naturie)
Published | Edited 28th Jul 2024
Author's Note
This is me musing.

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